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Too often, kitteh. Then again, not often enuff.
I’m holding u personnallie responsibul for teh cupcaek I just spitted all ober my monitur.
I’ll send my flunky rite over to clean it up 4 u.
Desole, votre Phlonquais izza arranging mai “Sac d’argent” collection pour le défilé de mode
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il peut jouer de nouveau demain; merci et au revoir formageamis!
GP! Whare u is? Come here and show this faux-mustachioed stranger out, will u?
LOlpigburglar iz GP in de skiez???? Hao verree cyoote iz than!! LOL!!
“fromage amis” WIN!
fromage a trois, aifinkso!!
LCB
anna fyremanz
annanuvver fyremanz?
* scampers in…
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* eyes handsome, yet French stranger
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* grabs lolpigburglar by teh floof adn drags him off
He mite need to bring a 100p towel along 2.
I laffed pretty hard.
Iz dere moar cupcaekz? Uv teh un-spitted variehtee?
oh shure!
u want choklit or lemming?
lemming, pweez
*gives leosmom a lemming cupcaek*
anywon else?
I thot da lemming cupkaykz awl runned awf da edge uv da taybull…
wot??
*looks arownd*
hay… u lemmings GET BACK HEER!
*runs after cupcaeks*
*oblivimous to teh edge of teh table coming up fast*
Leezab and Aahz
wit. u haz it!
an i appra…appri..njois it muchly.
Choklit, plz.
*luks hoapful*
U’ll hab 2 wate 4 leeza-b, she be bizzy running after lemming cupkaykz.
Hey Babeh — chek owt mah floof!
Hey baby! Buy you a drink?
Him: Did it hurt?
Her: Hurt?
Him: When you fell from heaven. ‘Cause you must be an angel…
*gag*
yah… wus niec furst tiem ai heerded eet… but dat wus… hmm… plenteh yeers ‘go…
but hey… still beddur dan “hey bebeh… u gots fyr?”
wich maus nebber wud hab 2 aks.
Him: Are you a parking ticket?
Her: What?
Him: You got fine written all over you.
*ponders* is awl dis b-cuz u habs a lyter (y liek in fyr) oar is eet b-cuz u still is xperimentin… oar du u lubs 2 breaks harts… oar… is eet jes so we noe u cud if u wud… hmm… oar wus dat u wud if u cud?
n-e-ways… u gits beddur wib ebbery twy
Him: Do you have a map?
Her: Why?
Him: Because I just keep getting lost in your eyes!
maus U seemz to has a neber ending supply of dese!
If beauty were time, you’d be an eternity…
I have to go, my friends. One last strangely appropriate one:
I hope there’s a fireman around, cause you’re smokin’!
Him: How do you like your eggs in the morning?
Her: Unfertilized!!!
Him: Your place or mine?
her: Both - you go to your place and I’ll go to mine.
Him: Wanna go back to my place?
Her: I dunno - I’ve never been under a rock before…
Him: Hey, baby, what’s your sign?
Her: “Do Not Enter”
Him: Haven’t I seen you someplace before?
Her: Yes, and that’s why I don’t go there anymore.
Him: So, what do you do for a living?
Her: I’m a female impersonator.
Yoo an Maus seem to haz compleetlee diffrenent stylez!
I nawt b triein 2 pik up gerlz — I b triein 2 hep alla U nys gerlz 2 can haz kumbax 4 pikup arteests liek Maus…
Her: Do you believe in the hereafter?
Him: Yes, why?
Her: `cos if you’re after what I think you are, you’ll be here after I’ve gone.
Him: I would go to the end of the world for you.
Her: Yes, but would you stay there?
Him: Your body is like a temple.
Her: Sorry, there are no services today.
Him: If I could see you naked, I would die happy.
Her: If I saw you naked, I would die laughing.
ai cantz beeleev no wun haz dun tihs wun yet —
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“Hey, Maus, izzat a lyter in yur pokkit, oar r u just glad 2 see me?”
*gigglol* uz ryt… a wunner no1 hadid dis b4
Oh, um datz a cell fone but I iz glad to see ya.
if u were President, u’d be Baberaham Lincoln
Didyew cleen yer pantz wif Windex? Cuz ai kin see mahself in dem.
Pardun meh. Iz yew in heet?
An fur teh compyootur geeks (ment in a niec way, uv coarse):
Yew maekz mah sawftware turn to hardware!
Him: Duz yew liek to dans?
Her: Yes!
Him: Well den - kud yew go dans so ai kin talk to yer frend?
didnt bill and/or ted say taht?
(bill an ted, wun ob my favrite moovies!)
“Baberaham Lincoln” is from Wayne’s World
really? herz sayz whyle fluttering herz eyelashes
Aw, whut a kyoot orinj behbeh! Lukkit teh floof on teh arms. Teh sweet liddel fayce. Teh floof on teh eerz. Teh whiskurs! *holds on tite to eggstra-strength CHRG*
mebbe he not find wun dat wurks yet?
*throws drink in Maus’ face*
Oops. Sry. Habit. Hope that paper umbrella didn’t scratch u too mush.
I was blinded by your beauty, so I’m going to need your name and number for insurance reasons…
Wow! Maus, yor reelly gud at this! *sniffs, sniffs agin*
An yoo STILL smellz lyke nip frum teh last pikshor!
Him: Do you have any raisins?
Her: No.
Him: OK. How about a date?
moar, moar! you seem to b yan ex spurt!
If I could rearrange the alphabet, I’d put U and I together…
*snerk*
Mah huzbin haz an affinnitee fur teh hawrible pickup lienz. Ai jus sended him an emayo tellin him he needz to be lukkin heer. Yew haz a talent, Maus.
*triez to will hur huzbin into postin*
*fink fink fink fink*