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[valancystirling]

Shawn is such a freak. All he talks about is flies vomiting. I mean, come on! We're on the phone long distance and he's totally drunk, slurring every word, and talks about flies puking.

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[liveshawn.livejournal.com]

Yeah, we're not friends or anything. I hope that no one thinks that. The last thing I'd want for people to think is that we know each other. Or some such. That's just GROSS.

[valancystirling.livejournal.com]

Trust me, no one is more repulsed by the idea than I.

[liveshawn.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I have the cooties. And also I smell funny.

But, I'm not all bad. I still think you should come to Canada. So I can woo you off your feet and fight Jake in a karate-fu deathmatch, even though under other circumstances we could have been friends. You know how it is.

[valancystirling.livejournal.com]

Jake loves you.

[liveshawn.livejournal.com]

DAMN.

Well, that'll just make the blow that much harsher when I steal you away with my Canuckian charms.

I have the snow, and hockey, and EVERYTHING.

[valancystirling.livejournal.com]

I AM MAKING YOU A SQUARE.

[liveshawn.livejournal.com]

Well, thank GOD.

A square for a square. HAR HAR HAR

Seriously, come visit. There is stuff to see in Ottawa. And I can take you to the Elgin Street Diner for good eats.

Okay, this is getting pathetic. *stops*