Lily's After Hours Club

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What's sad its that's barely a tracing of white paint. I'm far too damn pale.

*crawls over to peek into miss Luna's scribbles*
What'cha doin'?
 
What's sad its that's barely a tracing of white paint. I'm far too damn pale.

*crawls over to peek into miss Luna's scribbles*
What'cha doin'?

*hands the Foxy one a pile of scribbled notes*

clicky thingy

Is for the PGoD...for the Nightside thread we are attempting to hammer out...
 
Foxy ninja...activated!!

is that her??

NO!!

That is a lamp shade...

What about that???

uh-uh...that is a dust mop...
 
Easy mistake. Hair's a mess.

Hmm.
Thought it was somewhat open.

(and my phone wanted to write "porn".)
 
Now I want to make a joke about Davy Jones' locker.

But I don't want you to think I'm making fun!

Because you're awesome and your mum is awesome.

No Davy Jones was wicked awesome...and so was my mum...

me? I'm just...on the near side of great...and on the other side of fantabulous...

*nods*
 
Hysterical giggling

Actually, it's not hard.

If you look to your left...you will see the train that takes you to Fantabulous land.
Look to your right and there is the car that heads toward Greatsville.

I am located in "I'm okay, you're a wiener dog" town.

*nods*
 
Hysterical giggling

Actually, it's not hard.

If you look to your left...you will see the train that takes you to Fantabulous land.
Look to your right and there is the car that heads toward Greatsville.

I am located in "I'm okay, you're a wiener dog" town.

*nods*

I really hope the tour guide is well-versed in Salvador Dali.
 
gives up as it is obvious that everything is sort of all mixed up now and I keep seeing melted watches and stop signs...

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All I can remember is

I am the terror that flaps in the night...

usually followed by something completely ridiculous...
 
All I can remember is

I am the terror that flaps in the night...

usually followed by something completely ridiculous...

I always liked: ...I am the chill that runs up your spine.

Sue me, I enjoyed seeing his inner bad-ass shine through sometimes.
 
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