12-03-2005, 08:05 PM | #321 |
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What?! Now you're gone? You musta logged off right as i was mixing that martini. dammit. Guess I'm gonna log off here in a sec, myself. It's a sort of boring day here at the Moot today. Where is everyone?
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12-03-2005, 08:09 PM | #322 |
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*is pounced and sent tumbling* Beats me! Or pounce me, whichever catches your fancy...I'll still have that martini!
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12-03-2005, 08:13 PM | #323 |
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How did you do that? I mean, be there, then poof! you're vanish-ed, then ta-DA! there you are again. Trip on that. *hands Shah a key lime martini.*
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12-03-2005, 08:15 PM | #324 |
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I be magical. Dont mess with the magical-ness. *sips martini, still flat on back in V.I.P lounge* I...dont think I can get up...erg...*strains, but no good* Damn, well, this is an interesting veiw...
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12-03-2005, 08:19 PM | #325 |
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It's a lazy, magicky Teacup Club afternoon, no need to get up. Make yourself comfortable! Those martinis are the bomb, huh. Want another one? *starts shaking a second batch.* I brought little Caribbean-style barbecued shrimps for snacks today, too; plus some mini key lime tartlettes in keeping with the theme.
Has Obnavat spoken to his brother yet about joining him on a mission? I gotta get him out of the Teacup; he's been driving me crazy lately.
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12-03-2005, 08:23 PM | #326 |
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Yeah, Obnavat has, and indeed, point blank dragged his brother to get him fitted for armor and sent into training. No worries Lotesse, we'll straighten his tail.
The martinis are great, thanks! *from prone state on floor accepts a martini and uses a straw to slurp away*
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12-03-2005, 08:34 PM | #327 |
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Good! Well, malheureusement, I must log off now myself. Gotta get off my man's computer; he's already starting to breathe down my neck. Oh how I wish I had my own laptop...
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12-03-2005, 08:44 PM | #328 |
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Moops, we always catch eachother as one or the other is gonna leave, thats bummin...*force raises self up and onto couch*
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12-03-2005, 09:26 PM | #329 |
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I like milk. *guzzles a quart of it*
Yum. I really have a weakness for all dairy products, though. Especially Dutch yogurt and kwark, in whose shadow all American dairy products shrink miserably into oblivion. *closes eyes and sighs, dreaming of kwark* You know, some of you gals remind me of anduin, a mooter from the old days. I never figured out what happened to her... |
12-04-2005, 03:41 AM | #330 |
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Blah, I am not one for dairy for the most part. Unless it accompanies chocolate chip cookies.
Anduin.... ...... ....I remember that mooter, waaaaaaaaaaay back in the day. Didnt she vanish without a trace?
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12-04-2005, 10:28 AM | #331 |
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Anduin? She bragged about her horses all the time, IIRC. And a sword of some sort. Well, she's been gone a long time now.
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12-04-2005, 03:22 PM | #332 |
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*walks in munching on cookies* Anybody want some? Home-made (or rather granny-made ) cookies. *places tin box full of cookies on the table*
P.S. Today's the second sunday of Advent Counting down the days before Christmas...
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12-04-2005, 03:48 PM | #333 |
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Mm, there's nothing like granny-made cookies!
Does anyone here like saffron buns? I love them and eat them every Christmas. They're tradition where I live.
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12-04-2005, 03:55 PM | #334 |
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Hm, they sound tasty... And look tasty. (google is my friend )
Aww, one of the reasons I love Christmas time. COOKIES of every sort! And the preparing is great, too. I really enjoy when granny, mum & me spend afternoons and nights in the kitchen.
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12-04-2005, 04:35 PM | #335 | |
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12-04-2005, 04:41 PM | #336 |
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Yes! Lussekatter is exactly what I mean! They're the best
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12-04-2005, 05:15 PM | #338 |
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Bah, it's too long to wait till Lucia day . Yeah, I like my buns with raisins in them. Many pick the raisins out but I leave them there. Raisins are tasty. Yesterday I ate like half a litre of them, I couldn't stop
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12-04-2005, 05:16 PM | #339 |
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Yum...
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