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ROXY: let me help u up there madame
ROXY: hup bup nice and ez :)
JANE: There we go... Oh, I'm starting to be myself again. Curse you, John Barleycorn, and the seductive call of your hallucinogenic dream!
ROXY: lol at the f'ing noob (NO OFFENSE love u 2 double death girlie)
ROXY: alcohol isnt a hallucinogenic numnunts its a depressant
JANE: What? Not a hallucinogenic? But, those overwhelming visions... what could possibly...?
ROXY: ok it sounds like some ones takin us on a major detour thru the overthinking zone
ROXY: lets both agree to just dodnt worry about it and say we did..........
JANE: I agree. Let us boldly proceed to dodn't what we really rather oughtn't. :B
ROXY: <3 <B
ROXY: ok janey lets have actual conversation now so whyd you drink the grog in the fort
ROXY: what were you lookin for in ur lil blotto bungalow that was so important that you wound up here
JANE: Err...

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