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Post by The ASW on Apr 9, 2007 22:58:10 GMT -5
He glared a bit, "I think I've seen her, I do."
The Bishop picked his holy, oddly shaped self up and moved over to the teathings. He sat down in a Holy Space, because everything shadowed by his backside is holy. "Such fast tea."
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on Apr 9, 2007 23:00:06 GMT -5
"Tea is fast when you have Jesus on your side. Not that Jesus has anything to do with it, actually. We just have a really good Holy Tea Kettle."
He nodded at the Holy Tea-Maker, who bowed and tiptoed out of the Holy Billards Room.
"Wait-- you've seen who where, now?"
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Post by The ASW on Apr 9, 2007 23:09:16 GMT -5
The Bishop nodded, sipping some tea with his Holy Pinky turned up, then blinked at the Pope.
"What about who now?"
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Post by The Evil Overlordess on Apr 9, 2007 23:10:09 GMT -5
"I am having a flash of Holy Amenesia." Pause. "It's a miracle! Quick, take a Polaroid of this Holy Moment before I forget what it is that I forgot!"
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Post by The ASW on Apr 9, 2007 23:20:29 GMT -5
He reached into his Holy Robes and quickly pulled out a large, pre-1990s polaroid camera and snapped a picture. "Oh, blast! One moment!"
After searching his pockets for a several long Holy Moments, he found film and stuffed it in the camera, then took another picture.
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