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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 9:08 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 9:12 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 9:25 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 9:32 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 9:40 pm
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Amy frowned herself at seeing Kits so disappointed. She was glad her friend would miss her, but she didn't want Kits to be sad. Though, she did hop she'd take her side on this issue...
Her frown turned into a small glare as she looked at Kits, though it wasn't directed at her.
"I'm doing it for Thistle. Psyzapp left a message here saying that if Thistle comes to the bar again, she has to be on a leash. A leash! And she made Thistle sound so rambunctious and dangerous! She has never hurt anyone on purpose! I won't go to a place that looks at Thistle that way and I'm very hurt and angered that some of the people at MW feel that way. She's a sweetheart and the only time she seems to get upset is when someone threatens me or gets angry at me. She's just defending me!"
Thistle whinnied in laughter as she watched Smok slide down the slide on his back. It was fun, friendly laughter. He moved down that slide so fast!
Thistle hopped up onto the second level and then the top one. She went to the top of the slide, got a look of concentration on her face, leaned her front close to the ground, flicked her tail in the air, and then went running down the slide.
When she got to the end, she spread her wings out and jumped into the air. She glided down to the ground like she had done many times on the playground and pretended she was flying.
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 9:48 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 9:57 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 10:09 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 10:16 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 10:21 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 10:37 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 10:42 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 10:49 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 10:58 pm
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Amy sighed softly, getting quite perturbed. "Yeah, I do know all about that. My dad did it all the time, to both my mother and to me. That's why he became so damn hard to listen to. So I have no patience for people who pick and choose what they want to believe. If she heard about the 'boycott', then she heard about why I'm upset. She would have known that it wasn't me just being petty."
"But you can go after her if you want. Look, I can handle myself and I know that I didn't say anything wrong. I seem to have a harder shell than Dame does, by a long shot. You and Karrie both seem to need to go after her a lot. I don't need that. Sure, the dad thing mostly threw me for a loop, but other than that, I think I've developed a pretty thick skin the past couple of months."
For some reason, she really wanted either a cigarette in her hand or a joint. She hadn't smoked pot since she was 17, but the urge to suddenly came rushing back.
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Posted: Tue Aug 24, 2010 11:15 pm
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