We're required to wear rotten Camembert around our necks to ward off catpires, cats who have embraced the cold eternity of unlife, ever since the outbreak began late last year. You can only lose so many friends to a catpire's fuzzy, lifeless embrace before you do what needs to be done.
How have you been?
How have you been?
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You guys smell of rotten Camembert. *NM*
- 24/02/2012 05:45:39 PM
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Well, yeah.
- 24/02/2012 06:23:20 PM
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I once lost a buddy to a swarm of wereticks.
- 24/02/2012 10:42:47 PM
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I believe those may have been more vampires.
- 25/02/2012 12:35:07 AM
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Have you tried shooting a silver bullet at a weretick?
- 25/02/2012 08:42:54 AM
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I refuse to answer on the grounds it might incriminate me in a court of enraged werevampticks. 
- 25/02/2012 10:46:48 AM
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- 25/02/2012 10:46:48 AM
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Well, you FATHER smelt of elderberries, and your mother was a hamster! *NM*
- 24/02/2012 11:08:28 PM
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You smell of darkness and rage and soullessness and despair and sorrow and kiwi and melon. *NM*
- 24/02/2012 11:13:56 PM
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your mother was a hamster and your father smells of elderberries! *NM*
- 26/02/2012 06:15:47 PM
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*Psst* Yuna, LP already said that. *NM*
- 26/02/2012 07:42:32 PM
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