timaeusTestified: So this doesn't bother you in anyway?
tipsyGnostalgic: Wht?? No, of course not, your my Pal, I Love you all the same if anything, more!
timaeusTestified: Good, I was afraid you'd be weirded out or Something Thing
tipsyGnostalgic: Of course not Dirk, I Love Yah!! Wonk!
timaeusTestified: Hehheh, sweet. Now I just have to tell Jake and Jane, messege you later Roxy
tipsyGnostalgic: Ttyl Strider!!
timaeusTestified: Has seesed pestering tipsyGnostalgic
[S] Roxy: Express Feelings:
Roxy got up and stared at her computer, she then shed a tear, and the slowley walked torwards her door. She went downstairs and to the liquor cabinet. On her couch was Her Mother, Sipping Small glass of a Red Wine. Roxy Loudly and obnoxiously Grabbed as many bottles as she could carry A short distance, she flicked Her Mother The Tongue, who did not notice, for she was caught up in her book, Roxy Stomped Obnoxiously Upstairs to her room to drop OFF her drinks. She then went to Her