*sigh* I'm loosing my touch. (Warning: Hi-jacked by Em)

I know it's late for me to be up.

But I was laying in bed and I heard something in the
office.

Turned out it was a pack of Oreo's in my desk drawer
calling my name.



Spook...those cookies won't say anything else
Around here they also say Ebob.
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Famous last words around these parts...

"I got your back."

Last time a tweener said he had our back, he tried to
shove me and Sour in the moat.

So...don't be getting behind us Ebob. Stand in front of us
so we can see you...

Now it's one o'clock in the morning. My oreo's are gone
and so am I...


Spook...wiping the crumbs off and heading for bed. (again)
 
Spook, I know her actual age too. As for Ebob I'm still deciding if I will train him or not, so please don't confuse him. Elders are supposed to protect and guide youngers, not make them into play things. I can't believe I'm about to say this to you and Sour, behave. Wow, am I ever NOT sparkly. I'm grouchy.

Goodnight all. . . .grump...grump ...grump says J.D. .
 

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