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[cajunspice]

Beep, message, ya know how it goes.

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[ecclesiophobic]

Well aren't you just a marshmallow deep down? I'd warn you about the damage to your reputation, but knowing you you'll spin it to your advantage. Perhaps you should get a cat to round out the 'bad boy with a heart of gold' persona.

['Thank you.']

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[cajunspice]

You mock, but the femmes certainly like sweet things, especially if chocolate coated. And what does that make you then? A hard candy shell with a gooey center?

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[ecclesiophobic]

Hard and sour all the way down, Cajun.

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[cajunspice]

All the way down? No wonder ya don't work out with the filles, who would want to go down 'nd find out that? Ya clearly need to start eating pineapple.

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[ecclesiophobic]

[there's a pause before the next text, because Kurt's laughing his fool head off. it's the first time he really has since Wrath was injured.]

I'll get right on that. Shouldn't be too hard, considering the abundance of fresh fruit we have available to us.

Gott I miss blackberries.

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[cajunspice]

I know, right? You'll be sorted in no time. Make someone very happy, provided they don't have fur as well, would hate to think of the static electricity that would cause with all that rubbing. Talk about a way to spoil the mood, unless that's what you're into, and in that case, hey, no shaming, you do what feels right mon ami.

Hell, 'ny fresh fruit or vegetables, ain't the same without them.