Raiha Posted April 15, 2008 Share Posted April 15, 2008 [COLOR="DarkOrchid"][FONT="Times New Roman"]Matt: What's wrong with me? Matt: OH GOD D'Ann: you're out of cookies. Matt: I know! Matt: I had this disturbing dream about that last night. Matt: Apparently, my psyche will go to extraordinary lengths to acquire a new imaginary batch. D'Ann: oh god D'Ann: wait, what now? Matt: I may have murdered you for the secrets locked in your juicy brain. Matt: Possibly. Matt: It made sense at the time. Matt: I remember I came out ahead. D'Ann: wha? Matt: Don't worry about it. Matt: You'll be fine. Matt: For now. D'Ann: speaks you who want to eat my juicy brain Matt: Not me, my drug addled dream world. [center]~~~~~~~~~~~[/center] So apparently I shouldn't keep my recipes for my really good chocolate chip cookies secret. Do you have a secret recipe? Does your mother? Is it tasty? Will people eat your brain to get it?[/FONT][/COLOR] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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