~Pulls Sephi up onto the table and starts dancing, kicking him until he sings. Spree was found to be especially good at the twist. After a while she got kind of tired. She let Sephi take a break and offered him all variety of Capri Suns and yogurt.~ "I could really go for a pop-tart right now!" ~She walks over to the pantry again, tightening her pony-tail in anticipation of the strenuous labor of preparing the pastry. She opens the pantry door and picks up the sacred box of cinnamon pop-tarts. Seeing none left, she cries out and crumples to the floor.~ "NOOOOOOO!!!" ~Her howls could be heard clearly all the way on Towne Lake Speedway Parkway, an estimated 3 miles away.~
You know, it's kind of scary that you said "The girl next door", Larry. Because both houses on either side of me are for sale.
Mommy! This old guy on the internet is stalking me!! [img]tongue.gif[/img]
[ 03-25-2002, 05:27 PM: Message edited by: Killing Spree ]