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You sure that's not just athlete's foot?

I think I nearly married you.

Feels good, don't it?

Well, there's just you and me. Who else do we need?

If you say so. It's entirely your call.

* spray's nixy back with sour milk. Oh My God. Nixy's white shirt turned transparent when it got wet. Don't turn around, Nixy. Don't turn around. Run, Run.

* grabs clothes and heads for the showers. That's enough exercise for today;)

* slips in and out, heading to the Speak Easy

* bounces off the locked door. Hey, what's the game? * goes right to the Gaming, Software and internet.

* pulls a quick left into the library

Damnit. I've done this room already. * saunters off to Operating Systems

* pauses to remove a splinter from foot. Damnit, does noone ever sweep this place? * trots over to the Speak Easy

* takes a short breather, then jogs off to Thriller Promotions and Pavillion

* makes a bee line for Buy/Sell/Trade

* whips through in the general direction of Hardware and Distributed Computing.

* flaps past heading for Who's who

* streaks through on his naked way to Libations and Celebrations

* whips off clothes and streaks though the Speak Easy right out the back door into the Garage

:rolleyes: That was truely a low blow.

* wonders why the salami smells like trout