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Friday, January 14, 2005


Through the Looking Glass (Part 41)
We see Aino seated at a table in a kitchen. Haiku is at the stove holding a toddler on her hip who is half asleep. She turns around holding a bowl with a spoon in it. She walks over to Aino and sets the bowl on the table infront of Aino.
Haiku: Here we are. A nice, hot bowl of soup.
Aino: Thank you.
Haiku smiles and sits down at the table as Aino begins to eat.
Aino: So how'd you wind up here?
Haiku: Well, it wasn't that long ago because Damon here was only about a year old and he's three now, that our house, that I, my sister and her husband, his parents, and our whole family lived in, was destroyed by the Dark Army. After sister and her husband had been killed, I grabbed Damon and ran. They robbed and burnt our house down to the ground. Sadly, we were the only ones who escaped.
Aino: Haiku...I'm so sorry.
Haiku: Ah, don't be. Not your fault. But anyway, we had nowhere else to go so I found this castle, abandoned but fit living, and we made ourselves at home. ^ ^ Didn't we little Damon?
Aino: ^ ^ He's adorable.
Haiku: He looks just like his father. Only he has his mother's locks. So how'd you come here?
Aino: > >;;
Through the Looking Glass Part 41-End

< < It looks like one of those things...It's made like out of complete sugar...*Inuyasha tries to eat it* *I smack his head*
Inuyasha: *holds back of head* Hey! What the hell was that for?!
me: Don't eat it! Anywho, go look at the thing above my Hugs thing. The Quizzila thing. Take this quiz please and follow the directions when you finish. It could save someone. So, please. OMG, today in geometry, it was so funny! This kid was swatting at something and I look over at him and I give him a weird look. He's like: "What? There was a fly!" I was like: "Sure." He's like: "There was!" So now we have this joke about imaginary flies. It was sooo FUNNY!! Now the moral for the day is: Switch out of a gay class when you can. See you space cowboy...

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