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I guess, although, I do think I would enjoy taking a bath with legs.

Thinking of Going Swimming

That’s so cool!

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I'd be happy, too, if you're cool with tails.

Thinking of Going Swimming

Someone should totally join me

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Are you supposed to listen?

Trust me, it is! But it gets hard to keep up with it sometimes, though, depending on whether or not I’m paying attention. 

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That sounds really interesting. I totally wish! 

Well, kinda. If people were to say or think something with God’s name, it sort of transfers to me. Courtesy of being an angel. 

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I don't really have the money for a dog, at the moment.

Is that a bad thing?

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Damn. I feel like I may have to keep him.

Already took in a stray

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I would make sure they were a suitable owner, rest assured. I'm a dog lover. I can assume you are as well?

Are you actually offering a dog to whoever’s interested? Wow, and I thought blondes were supposed to be the dumb ones. You do understand that you practically just set that dogs death date, right?

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You can hear thoughts?

I’m pretty sure the only thing I can hear right now is a bunch of sexual thoughts from lots of people. This oughta be fun. 

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Some drunk man knocked on my door at three in the morning and left his dog outside my door. Who wants a new pet? He seems sort of friendly.

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I can see your point there.

Yeah, when you aren’t choking on them.

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Those are great though!

You know those caramel oval-shaped candies? Yeah? I just choked on one.

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Next time I try to be nice to you, remind me not to be.

My apologies but I don’t prefer people I don’t fucking know attendto my illness.

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I'm really sorry. If you need anything, just tell me!

Nothing fucking better than sporting a 103 degree fever, with fucking constant headaches and nasal congestion and feeling like you have to fucking puke. Whoop-de-fucking-do.

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And why should I do that?

Hmm, well maybe you should find out for yourself!

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Hmm, well maybe you should find out for yourself!

What’s not poppin’ is the question.

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What’s not poppin’ is the question.

What’s poppin’, guys? Molly? Cherries? Pussies?