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Date Posted: 12:58:30 10/08/01 Mon
Author: Shaun
Subject: *He uses his teeth to clamp his mouth shut, unsuccessfully trying to hide his laugh.* Easy there.. *One arm crosses over his stomach to scratch distractedly at the injury on his left side.*
In reply to: Shaun 's message, "*He was angry for some reason, maybe the way she'd reacted to him She knew he didnt like Dri, that he tried his best around him. Sighing, he lays Bry down on the bed and goes into the closet and slips on his pajama pants and a light grey t-shirt. He lays on his good side next to his son, a gentle hand on his stomach.*" on 20:41:14 10/04/01 Thu


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  • :: she glares even more fiercely her voice huffy :: It's cold, and we have no damn cookie mix (NT) -- Bai, 13:01:28 10/08/01 Mon
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