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True Story:
*Icka wanders into Ysabet's bedroom*
Icka!: I waaaaaaaaaaaaaant.
*Ysabet snickers*
*Icka! bounces up and down, flailing arms around and kicking her feet*
Icka!: I wAAAAaaaaAAAannnnTTTTTTT iiIIittt!!!
Ysabet: You do realise that you reverted to your inner six-year old right there?
Icka!: Yes. Don't care. I WANT it. It's like -everything- I want in a machine, right there, in my price range. I waaaaaaaaant it.
Ysabet: Wow. You're like in serious lust over this thing aren't you?
Icka! *deadpan*: Yes. I totally creamed my pants over it. >P
*Ysabet puts head on arms and laughs.*
-details later if I get it. ^___^
Icka!: I waaaaaaaaaaaaaant.
*Ysabet snickers*
*Icka! bounces up and down, flailing arms around and kicking her feet*
Icka!: I wAAAAaaaaAAAannnnTTTTTTT iiIIittt!!!
Ysabet: You do realise that you reverted to your inner six-year old right there?
Icka!: Yes. Don't care. I WANT it. It's like -everything- I want in a machine, right there, in my price range. I waaaaaaaaant it.
Ysabet: Wow. You're like in serious lust over this thing aren't you?
Icka! *deadpan*: Yes. I totally creamed my pants over it. >P
*Ysabet puts head on arms and laughs.*
-details later if I get it. ^___^