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11-06-2011, 11:53 AM
Emily eyed Dolph back. Hmm, clothes are raged; obviously wrong side fo the tracks, but he looks good for a fling or two, she thought to herself. She wiggled her fingers at Dolph and sashayed over to an empty seat near him. Let the games begin.
Farron chewed his lip. "Yeah, I would waste a whole cattle; could use some more chickens, though."
Last edited by spirit_queen : 11-06-2011 at 01:31 PM.
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