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| width="250" | '''''If I *were* crazy, she'd be my go-to gal.''' Feel free to steal my chips some other time.''
 
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! colspan="2" | <Center>[[Zack|Zack]]</center>
 
! colspan="2" | <Center>[[Liane|Liane]]</center>
 
! colspan="2" | <Center>[[Liane|Liane]]</center>
 
! colspan="2" | <Center>[[Zyxi|Zyxi]]</center>
 
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| [[Image:Zack_awwyea.jpg|75px|You are indeed Stabby McStabberton.]]
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| width="250" | '''''You seem pretty ready for the upcoming Zombie Apocalypse.''' I will happily stick with you during the crisis. At least until you get bitten.''
 
| [[Image:Liane3.jpg|75px|Live a little!]]
 
| [[Image:Liane3.jpg|75px|Live a little!]]
 
| width="250" | '''''You're too shy shy, hush hush, eye to eye.''' Lesson one: the burner is not your friend.''
 
| width="250" | '''''You're too shy shy, hush hush, eye to eye.''' Lesson one: the burner is not your friend.''

Revision as of 12:39, 19 September 2010

Harry
Vic
Joaquin
Harry You're the Servo to my Crow. Let's catch a movie sometime. They're coming to get you, Barbra! Poor and content is rich, and rich enough. Can't wait to see the shell. I promise not to blast mine Sandia park unless I get bored. A deadly game of cat and also cat. I believe you owe me a glass of wine, no?
Joel
Ben
Wren
Clearly loves the bitches. What the hell, man? Seriously. What. The. Hell. Picture-takin' fool! Am I crazy, or this guy off his rocker? No wonder we get along. Shrink Extraordinaire If I *were* crazy, she'd be my go-to gal. Feel free to steal my chips some other time.
Zack
Liane
Zyxi
You are indeed Stabby McStabberton. You seem pretty ready for the upcoming Zombie Apocalypse. I will happily stick with you during the crisis. At least until you get bitten. Live a little! You're too shy shy, hush hush, eye to eye. Lesson one: the burner is not your friend. Party on, Wayne. My kind of gal. Who else would go streaking on campus with me?