Cassie, can you hop on IM a sec?
Don't do it, Cass! It's a trick!
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Cassie, can you hop on IM a sec?
Don't do it, Cass! It's a trick!
Dude, I'm not going to yank IM out from under her like some Antipodean schoolboy.
Dude, I'm not going to yank IM out from under her like some Antipodean schoolboy.
Really? How do you do it then, like some Yankee with an eaten-by-her-own-dog fetish?
Or when you do it, do you yell "AAAAGH! POSSUM!"?
Don't do it, Cass! It's a trick!
She's instant messaging you from INSIDE YOUR HOUSE.
She's instant messaging you from INSIDE YOUR HOUSE.
I'd be especially impressed if she was IMing from inside House. Is he Cass' House? I lose track of the claim-staking that goes on around here. Except, for some reason, Alibelle and Michael Vartan.
I'm somewhat shocked none of you are crazily whitefonting Grey's Anatomy.
Unless that's all over in Natter.
She's instant messaging you from INSIDE YOUR HOUSE.If she cleans the office (where the other computer is), I am fine with that. So long as there is no intentional startling. As that would be mean.
Really? How do you do it then, like some Yankee with an eaten-by-her-own-dog fetish?
Sighhhh... I don't WANT the dog to eat me, she's allowed to if I'm dead for several days before anybody finds me.
Or when you do it, do you yell "AAAAGH! POSSUM!"?
Anybody would
I'm putting honey and rum in my lemon ginger herb tea. this better help me sleep
Unless that's all over in Natter.Bingo (in your pie plate, marzipan) .