Emails I have both sent and received today, without explanations:
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I think i’ve got it bad, here. I was watching his live Unti Unti
performance from the AAA in Dome tour and thinking about how hot he
was…and then i realized he was wearing GOLD PANTS and a trucker hat
COVERED IN SEQUINS and i had to go sit in the corner and cry for a
while about how confused my fashion sense has gotten from Japan.
Im sure it’s all your fault. Im positive.
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EXACTLY WHAT KIND OF BEDTIME STORIES ARE WE TALKING HERE?! BECAUSE IF
IT’S MOTHER GOOSE, YOU AND I HAVE TO TALK ABOUT WHAT KIND OF BEDTIME
STORIES ARE APPRORIATE FOR 23-YEAR OLD JAPANESE HOTTIES
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oh god. OH GOD I KNOW. He looks like a rainbow glittered unicorn
THREW UP ALL OVER HIM. IN STRIPES. *cries* WHAT WAS ANYONE THINKING,
DRESSING HIM LIKE THAT.
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holy crap, im moving in 2 weeks. *panics*
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>>Or to become completely convinced that they are one big happy gay orgy.
If they arent, im going to be reallyreally disappointed.
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*cries* I DONT KNOW WHAT ELSE TO DO! i would do a strip tease for
your spam filter, but i dont think that would work! also, im at
work!
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The exchange went something like this:
C: What was that about?
R: It’s, uh, nothing.
C: (to the rest of the office) I looked over at her and she’s doing this muscle pose *does pose*.
R: It’s difficult to explain.
C: How can it be difficult to explain?
Others: What were you doing?
R: It was nothing.
C: She doesn’t want to tell me about it.
R: It’s difficult to explain.
C: Well, let’s start with you were feeling muscular …
R: *blushes*
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*cries laughing* OH I LOVE YOU SO MUCH.