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Post by Sweeney Todd on Dec 1, 2007 19:00:06 GMT -5
"Spaghetti it is," he said, heading to the kitchen.
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Post by Richard on Dec 1, 2007 19:02:06 GMT -5
"I don't mean to be rude, but... garlic, isn't there? In the sauce. With tomatoes. Over the pasta. Yes. My head hurts."
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Post by Sweeney Todd on Dec 1, 2007 19:04:57 GMT -5
"It's cream sauce."
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Post by Satan on Dec 3, 2007 20:33:34 GMT -5
*Just then, Satan sashayed in, rampant libido and all*
"Hello, darling. Sorry to break up...whatever it is that's going on, but something's come up that you should know about. And no, I'm not pregnant."
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Post by Sweeney Todd on Dec 3, 2007 21:03:05 GMT -5
"What is it?" he asked, suddenly seeming a little distressed.
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Post by Satan on Dec 3, 2007 21:04:35 GMT -5
"You don't have to snap at me."
*She flipped her hair*
"But an old aquaintance of yours is in town."
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Post by Sweeney Todd on Dec 3, 2007 21:05:52 GMT -5
((He didn't snap. He looked worried.))
"Who?"
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Post by Satan on Dec 3, 2007 21:06:46 GMT -5
((I know. She's insensitive. ;D))
"Judge Turpin."
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Post by Sweeney Todd on Dec 3, 2007 21:16:06 GMT -5
"What?!" he shouted in a mixture of rage, shock, and a little fear.
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Post by Satan on Dec 3, 2007 21:17:41 GMT -5
Kill the messenger. Typical ex-mortal...
"He's rather hard to mistake for someone else."
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Post by Sweeney Todd on Dec 3, 2007 21:19:15 GMT -5
"Where is he?" he demanded, searching the counter for his razor.
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Post by Satan on Dec 3, 2007 21:23:04 GMT -5
"Calm down! He's in the city- turned up on my evil radar."
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Post by Sweeney Todd on Dec 3, 2007 21:24:52 GMT -5
"Calm down? After what he did to my wife and child—to me—you expect me to calm down?" he roared, forgetting who he was talking to.
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Post by Satan on Dec 3, 2007 21:26:47 GMT -5
"No, I expect you to wait until you know exactly where he is before popping a blood vessel. I'm the Devil, after all- it means one more soul for me to eternally torment."
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Post by Sweeney Todd on Dec 3, 2007 21:30:05 GMT -5
Sweeney stopped panting and a smile crept across his face.
"That is an excellent point."
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