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Dave: "Hey, we should really get your room set up before you get toally smashed."
Diantha: "I'm not smashed, I'm just trying to taste bubbles."

Primary School all over again

Can you feel the love?

You know, I love how some people in our social group have such special talents and skills.
Foremost, I think would be...backstabbing. We've really got it down to quite a fine art, I feel.
Or maybe unwarranted cruelty. I'm not sure. It's a close call.

However, my opinion probably doesn't matter, because apparently I'm well on my way to becoming a 500 pound woman who everyone loathes and has to be buried in a piano case. Thanks for that. Just what I needed to hear.
But don't worry. I'm classy. It'll be a Bechstein, or a Steinway or something.