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Leila: :slow nod, nervous habit..hair was continuous tucked away behind that
ear..even though it ha
davepoobond: ::walks in, holding momma's hand::
YoursTruly: ::walks in::
Holmes: ::walks in with his son by his side::
Holmes: now son, sit your loserish butt down while i get a suit
Leila: d yet to stray..gaze shifted back to that dressing room..ever so often,
yeah..we were always
YoursTruly: ::looks at her boy::
davepoobond: ok momma
davepoobond: ::looks at papa:: hi papa
Holmes: ::slaps him:: don't talk back
YoursTruly: no mama let son come with me
Leila: listening, and no..silence was not good, with a lil' rub of her
cheek..those dulling hues ro
Holmes: fine
Holmes: take him
Holmes: ::throws his son at papa::
davepoobond: ::thrown::
YoursTruly: ::takes her sons hand:: come on lets find some undies for my
son!
Leila: se to meet his once more..:
YoursTruly: ::looks at mama:: be nice to son!
Holmes: shut up, when we get home your cookin me dinner
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YoursTruly: ::sighs::
YoursTruly: ::walks to the underwear with her son::
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DeadlyReaIity: || damnit.. i have to go.. ||
Holmes: ::looks at all the suits::
Leila: [ okies doke ]
Leila: [ be good :poke!: ]
DeadlyReaIity: || ::nod:: I'll try.. ||
Holmes: ::grabs one and looks at it::
DeadlyReaIity: || Buh Byes. ||
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Leila: [ Heh.. ]
Holmes: nah ::drops it on the floor::
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Leila: [ Heh.. ]
Holmes: nah ::drops it on the floor::
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YoursTruly: ::looks at son:: come on
davepoobond: ok papa
davepoobond: may i spit in the underwears to prove they are not allergic
to me?
davepoobond: momma said i should
Holmes: ::yells to his son:: What'd i tell ya about allergic undies?
YoursTruly: yeh son
davepoobond: ALLERGIC UNDIES ARE MADE BY DRUNK ALCOHOLICS DRINKING COFFEE
YoursTruly: ::looks at mama:: dont yell!
Holmes: ::smiles and sighs:: sometimes i wonder why i hit that boy...
Holmes: then i see his stupid face and want to hit him
davepoobond: i was in a carpet commercial yesterday, papa
YoursTruly: ::looks at son::
YoursTruly: what did you do there?
Holmes: what'd i tell ya about actors and that television....
davepoobond: i juizzed on the carpets
davepoobond: jizzed*
davepoobond: actors aren't real people, they're puppets on a box that gives
you cancer
Holmes: ::nods:: yup...
YoursTruly: really?
Holmes: shut up papa! go get me dinner
YoursTruly: ::looks around for the owner::
YoursTruly: no mama not yet i got to find son undies!
Leila: :time ticked by, and dammit..she waited..for a sound..for a movement..only
five minutes had
Holmes: he can wear the undies for another 2 months
Leila: passed and yet..so up she rose, with a curious blink..quiet steps
carried her back toward th
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AgentHunt007: ::walks through the entrance,dressed in a pair of khaki pants,grey
polo shirts,brown leather
Leila: ose dressing rooms..snatching that bracelet of keys from her wrist..she
unlocked that one..and peered in..:
AgentHunt007: shoes, and a pair of wayfarer sunglasses""
AgentHunt007: ::*
Holmes: ::walks over to papa and son::
YoursTruly: no he need undies mama!
Holmes: ::slaps son:: your silence makes me suspicious
AgentHunt007: ::looks about the store for a nice suit,hopefully will get
some help::
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Holmes: shut up papa
AgentHunt007: ::looks at the father and song arguing::
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AgentHunt007: ::sighs,still sifting through suits,waiting for some assistance::
Holmes: ::slaps his son:: what'd i tell you about bein silent
YoursTruly: (i got to go be make sometime tonight)
Holmes: ((ok bye))
davepoobond: ::rubs his face::
davepoobond: you told me silent people are usually holding something back
YoursTruly: ::slaps mama:: dont tell me to shut up mama i am the papa of
the house
davepoobond: like not coming out saying they're gay
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Holmes: ow papa that hurts
AgentHunt007: ::look at the family fighting::
Holmes: ::picks up his son and throws em into the suit section::
Holmes: that'll teach ya
davepoobond: ::gets caught in a box of buttons::
AgentHunt007: ::walks to holmes::
AgentHunt007: hey stop that....
Holmes: stop what
AgentHunt007: hurting your son
Holmes: i'm not hurting him...
Holmes: i'm just playing violently
AgentHunt007: well save it for home, not a store...
Holmes: he's my son, he needs special treatment
Holmes: ::walks over to his son and yanks him out of the box::
AgentHunt007: special treeatment.....ha
AgentHunt007: you need it
AgentHunt007: not him
Holmes: ::throws him against the wall:: thats what you get for making weird
people talk to me
AgentHunt007: ::sighs,takes out his old colt 1911 .45::
davepoobond: ::yanked out of the box, and thrown against the wall::
AgentHunt007: ::raises it aiming at holmes::hands up
AgentHunt007: RPD
AgentHunt007: hands on your head!
Holmes: ::blinks:: what'd i do!
AgentHunt007: you are under arrest for child abuse
AgentHunt007: hands on your head....now sir::gun still aimed at him::
Holmes: child abuse! ::laughs::
AgentHunt007: ::has his badge clipped to his belt::
Holmes: son, what;'d i say about guns?
AgentHunt007: i said put your hands on your head!
AgentHunt007: now sir!
davepoobond: momma said old guns are for wusses! and you need a big wanker
like one of these! ::drops his pants::
davepoobond: to do any damage!
Holmes: what a son...
AgentHunt007: ::decides not to say anything::
Holmes: ::tear falls down his cheek::
davepoobond: ::looks around, then pulls his pants up again::
AgentHunt007: hands on your head now!!!!!!!!!
Holmes: see? he's smart
Holmes: ::sighs and raises his hands:: son what'd i say about coops
Holmes: cops
AgentHunt007: place your hands on you head.
AgentHunt007: same for you little boy
AgentHunt007: do as your dad does.
davepoobond: when they say "put your hands on your head" they really want
to
frisk you, and they want to
davepoobond: lick your balls
davepoobond: thats what momma said
AgentHunt007: ahh another thing to book you for...harrasement of officers
AgentHunt007: resisting arrest....
Holmes: ::blinks::
Holmes: wait...if i prove my son is smart and not abused can i go?
AgentHunt007: no
AgentHunt007: down on your knees,hands on your head...the both of you....
Holmes: son, what'd momma tell ya about harrasement
AgentHunt007: exuse me sir
davepoobond: momma said if you cant take it, you cant do it...all-night-long!
::spanks an imaginary ass::
AgentHunt007: stop worrying about your son!
Holmes: he's my son...
Holmes: it's my duty to worry about him
AgentHunt007: yes...and you are both insane....
AgentHunt007: now both of you down on your knees,hands on you head!
Holmes: hmm
davepoobond: momma said i should never do that for strangers, they might
pork me through my behind
davepoobond: isn't that right momma?
Holmes: yup ::nods::
AgentHunt007: ::sighs,walking toward the dad::
AgentHunt007: ::kicks his legs out from under him::
OnlineHost: AgentHunt007 rolled 4 64-sided dice: 64 11 17 42
Holmes: AHH ::falls::
davepoobond: nooooooo! DONT TOUCH MY MOMMA!
AgentHunt007: ::holds him to the ground,gun to his head::
davepoobond: ::tackles AgentHunt007::
Holmes: son...tell papa she was a cheap whore and i never liked her...
AgentHunt007: ((dice please))
davepoobond: ((i dont have a set of dice))
AgentHunt007: ::takes out the cuffs, cuffing him::
AgentHunt007: ::walks to his son,cuffing him as well::
Holmes: tell her the crack i stole from her was under her pillow all night
long
Holmes: son what;d i tell you about handcuffs
davepoobond: i should never be handcuffed, unless i'm alone with a very
big-boobed woman
AgentHunt007: ::pushes the kid to the ground as well::
davepoobond: wahhhh! ::pounds the ground:: MOMMA! HE HURT MEEEEE
Holmes: ONLY I HURT MY SON!
AgentHunt007: ::holsters gun::
AgentHunt007: i wont....dont worry
davepoobond: ::goes into a fetal position, shivering::
AgentHunt007: ::takes out a cell phone...calling in backup::
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Holmes: ::hums a song::
davepoobond: YA SPOONY BARD! LEMME GOO!
AgentHunt007: ::unholsters the gun once again::
YoursTruly: ::papa walks back in:: son mama!
AgentHunt007: ::looks at the kid::
davepoobond: ::crawls to AgentHunt007, and bites his shoes::
AgentHunt007: ((no dice no attack))
davepoobond: ((WTF))
davepoobond: ((you SUCK))
YoursTruly: ::runs to son and picks him up::
Holmes: ((bootleg))
davepoobond: ((i told you i dont have any dice))
AgentHunt007: ((then u need to get some))
Holmes: papa! Do you have bail money you cheap skank?
AgentHunt007: ::looks to yours truely::
davepoobond: ((well, i dont have any right now, now do i?))
AgentHunt007: exuse me they are under arrest
YoursTruly: ::kisses him on the cheek:: are you ok!
AgentHunt007: unless you can post bail....
davepoobond: no, that man is being a jerk
davepoobond: and momma said jerks are dorks
YoursTruly: ::puts him donw and looks at <AgentHunt007> with anger
in herb
eyes:: you put my son in jail!
AgentHunt007: no
davepoobond: yes
AgentHunt007: hes under arrest....unless you can post bail
YoursTruly: hes a little son!
davepoobond: ::calls upon his hidden stregth, and breaks the handcuffs::
Holmes: I'm an insecure man who has to feel power by beating his son! WHAT
IS WRONG WITH THAT!
davepoobond: AHHH!!
AgentHunt007: ((umm no dice no breaking there buddy)))
Holmes: ((this is lame))
davepoobond: ((shut it))
YoursTruly: you have to to put a son in jail!
AgentHunt007: ((learn to play and get some dice))
davepoobond: ((you learn how))
davepoobond: ((if no one else but you have dice, then you should drop your
dice))
davepoobond: ((buddy))
YoursTruly: (drop the dice! buddy!)
AgentHunt007: ::sighs,holsters gun,walks out::
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Holmes: ...
davepoobond: ((YESS...we won))
YoursTruly: ::waves her hand and they are out:
Holmes: yay!
YoursTruly: ::runs to her son and picks him up:: thats my son!
YoursTruly: ::looks at mama and nods her head:: you are making food this
time mama
Holmes: shut up women!
YoursTruly: ::puts him down:: i am the papa of the house!
YoursTruly: ::gives him the look:: make us food mama!
davepoobond: yeah, mama
Holmes: argh
YoursTruly: ::smiles::
Holmes: hmm
davepoobond: make us some fishsticks
YoursTruly: yeh!
Holmes: ::grabs some fish::
Holmes: ::puts em on a stick::
Holmes: here
davepoobond: ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
davepoobond: momma said fish on a stick is not fishsticks
Holmes: the middle part is red
davepoobond: you said so yourself momma
Holmes: yeah
Holmes: i know
Holmes: but
Holmes: since were poor
Holmes: EAT IT ::slaps him::
YoursTruly: so make us some!
YoursTruly: ::slaps papa:: you eat it!
Holmes: NO I slave day in and day out in this kitchen!
Holmes: ::cries:: I feel so abandoned!
YoursTruly: ::gives him the look:: real fishsticks or you eat it!
Holmes: ::sighs and makes fishsticks::
Holmes: ::from scratch::
Holmes: ((wanna go to rhydin hospital))
YoursTruly: (ok)
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davepoobond: ::walks in, in papa's arms::
Holmes: ::walks in with his son::
YoursTruly: ::walks in with son::
davepoobond: ((WRONG WRONG WRONG WRONG))
davepoobond: ((::smack...x2::))
Holmes: ((ow))
davepoobond: ((hehe))
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davepoobond: ((heheeeeee))
davepoobond: ((heeeeeeh))
Sigma Seigi: []o.o;[]
Holmes: ::picks up his son from papas arms and throws em at the front desk::
Sigma Seigi: []::smack::[]
Sigma Seigi: []Take that![]
Holmes: ::walks to the front desk::
davepoobond: ((::kicks in the balls:: take that))
YoursTruly: ::looks around:: here is a good place to see stuff
Holmes: yeah i'm here to have a check up for my son
davepoobond: ::slams onto the front desk::
Sigma Seigi: []Bish...[]
Holmes: he keeps gettin hurt
Holmes: ::kicks him:: i don't know why
Sigma Seigi: Nobody works here.
YoursTruly: ::walks to mama and son:: yes and one for mama ::slaps mama::
Holmes: hmm
Holmes: ow!
Holmes: ::slapped::
Holmes: no one works here, eh?
YoursTruly: ::picks up son and puts him down::
Sigma Seigi: No.
Holmes: you sure
Sigma Seigi: It's a ghost hospital.
Holmes: ?
Holmes: well then ghosts got to work here
Sigma Seigi: They all got buried in the basement.
davepoobond: . . .
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Sigma Seigi: You can go dig 'em up if you want.
Holmes: well i'll sell my son into slavery
YoursTruly: ::her eyes light up:: lets go dig them up!
Holmes: to work here
Sigma Seigi: I'm sure their bodies are still intact.
YoursTruly: no!
Zoran Assmodeus: ::Walks back in fellowing Alley holding her hand::
Holmes: come on! he's just a eatin machine!
Sigma Seigi: Except for the one guy I cut up on every joint.
Nytemare Godess: ::she has stoped crying::
Nytemare Godess: ::she walks in with Zoran:
Sigma Seigi: Zoran.
Holmes: ::immitates son:: "fishsticks this, fishsticks that"
Zoran Assmodeus: ::looks to sigma:: what?
YoursTruly: ::looks at mama and son:: lets go dig up the bodys and sell
them for slave we can act like
Holmes: lets just sell him for cryin out loud
Sigma Seigi: []brb[]
Zoran Assmodeus: ::he looks to them::
Holmes: he's a LOSER, he'll never amount to anything
YoursTruly: they are real and then get the money and run!
Holmes: ok
YoursTruly: ::slaps mama:: stop talking about your self!
Holmes: ::slaps his son:: don't talk back
davepoobond: this is gonna be fun
Zoran Assmodeus: You gunna sell you son!
Holmes: ::slapped::
Holmes: ow
davepoobond: ::slap::
Holmes: yup ::feels proud::
Zoran Assmodeus: are you a fucking dum ass!
Holmes: no
Holmes: but he is
YoursTruly: ::looks at mama and scream::NO WE AE NOT!
Holmes: ::slaps his son::
Holmes: thats for being born dum::
YoursTruly: ::slaps mama:: no he is not!
Zoran Assmodeus: wherres the kid!
Holmes: ::slapped::
Holmes: ow
Holmes: son what'd i tell you about questions
YoursTruly: ::slaps mama agian:: go on son slap mama
Zoran Assmodeus: ::waits ready to kill::
davepoobond: dont answer them unless money is involved
Holmes: see? he's smart
Zoran Assmodeus: ((who is the kid..))
Nytemare Godess: ::she looks at Zoran::
Holmes: but stupid
Ari Assmodeus: ::She moved toward the exit and left::
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Holmes: ::slaps him::
Holmes: ((davepoobond))
YoursTruly: ::slaps mama:: stop!
davepoobond: ((wut))
Holmes: ow
Zoran Assmodeus: ::he looks tot he kid:: you wanna be sold?
YoursTruly: now lets go dig up the dead bodys!
Holmes: ::slapped::
YoursTruly: ::looks at <zoran>:: no he doesnt!
Holmes: yeah he does
Zoran Assmodeus: then he wont be sold!
davepoobond: momma said i dont wanna be sold unless there is money for me
involved
Holmes: sometimes i wonder why i hit him
YoursTruly: yes but papa says no!
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Holmes: but who cares? it doesn't hurt me
Holmes: ::slaps him::
Holmes: momma knows best
YoursTruly: ::slaps mama:: dont make me make you make fishsticks again!
Zoran Assmodeus: ::he walks to the kid grabbing him bye the collor of his
shirt and pulling him from his pare
Ayanna Snowstorm: ::a young teenager enters quietly, holding a small child::
Holmes: ::sighs::
Nytemare Godess: ::she shakes her head and will stay out of this::
YoursTruly: ::runs to her son and picks him up:: leave him alone!
Holmes: ::looks to the child and the teen:: Kids suck lady, sell him/her
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