Dita DuPave:
Aw, how sweet. *puke*

GlitterRock:
"I rushed into his arms and cried like a baby...."
[After which he powdered me, gave me a new binky, and took me straight to bed.]

TheDiva:
Wait...so HE decided to spend his life with the brainless twit who was about to dump him
just because he had more brains than muscles? She's not the only one who needs therapy...

GlitterRock:
"She's my sister! (slap) She's my enemy! (slap) She's my sister! (slap)
She's my enemy!" (slap)

GlitterRock:
"The enemy of my enemy is my ... sister? No wait, the enemy of my sister is my ... enemy?
No, wait, I know I can get this straight."

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GlitterRock:
"Was it a man, Janet? A nasty man? Perhaps we could talk ... over a nice backrub?"
Fingers moving to a V up to her lips, tongue flicking repeatedly.

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meqal:
He put mood dye in my hair. Now I go from a blond to a redhead when angry.

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DiscoBoy:
"Does this mean he's available now?"

AlexGariepy:
"I believe he was Saddam Hussein or some sh**, I dunno. He lied a lot, isn't that bloody
enough?"

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