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flowerbunny
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 Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 8:58 am Post subject: Look out, world! |
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Hey all. I don't really have anything to say, Um... Beef Stew?
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| Posted: Wed Jun 06, 2007 5:45 pm Post subject: |
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How do you do? Beef stew? Same to you! And a nice day too!
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| Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 7:33 am Post subject: |
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Flowerbunny?
What a strange name. You'd think I'd be used to it by now....
What type of flowers is you're bunny made from? Tulips? Roses?
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| Posted: Fri Jun 08, 2007 12:24 pm Post subject: |
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A bunny made of unrecognisable flowers who says Beef Stew? Sounds like someone has been smoking the Opium Pot again....
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| Posted: Sun Jun 10, 2007 7:02 pm Post subject: |
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Anyone who knows to greet the denizens of the Dojo with such a phrase as "beef stew" certainly belongs here regardless of the type of flowers that they are made of.
*pulls a pretty curtsy and welcomes flowerface* Or flowerbunny, or whatever. Trust me, you'll get called anything and everything around here.
Be sure to watch the forecast too. You don't want to be caught unawares when its a day that iron bars are raining from the sky.
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