Jul. 3rd, 2009

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While I was creating the dinner plans for the next week along with a shopping list, Elena was playing waitress/cook. She asked for a pencil and piece of paper to take orders with. She then served me a teacup with a play teabag in it and a teacake. After I pretend ate and drank she brought me a little cloth to wipe my hands with then cleared everything away.

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Weapon of choice?
Fear the wool combs.

99% harmless.
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But, Lord Crist! whan that it remembreth me
Upon my yowthe and on my jolitee,
It tikleth me aboute myn herte roote.
Unto this day it dooth myn herte boote
That I have had my world, as in my tyme.

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