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Rabean23: John-Boy gets to be the furry pet at the wedding. lol

Chait Wolf: *rolls eyes* Beanie...how many times do I have to tell you? I'm not going to wear a leash!

Rabean23: Ohhhhh, come on. Pleeeeeease.

Chait Wolf: What do I get out of it?

Rabean23: You get to be petted by sexy chyx.

Chait Wolf: Good enough for me.

Rabean23: and fed yummy food

Rabean23: lol

Chait Wolf: All right, I'm sold.

Rabean23: Yay!

Rabean23: We'll try to keep the little kids away from you and your leash, too. Hee.

Chait Wolf: *hugs you tightly* THANK YOU!!!

Rabean23: Awww.

Rabean23: lol

Rabean23: I'll have to try to keep them away from Neek, too. :-)

Chait Wolf: Just seat us near each other and I'll eat any who stray over.

Rabean23: lol

Rabean23: We'll tie your leash to the head table.

Chait Wolf: What if I have to potty?

Rabean23: Someone will escort you to the bathroom.

Chait Wolf: Ah.

Chait Wolf: Would I be untied first, or would I have to drag the table?

Rabean23: lol

Rabean23: Someone would untie you.

Chait Wolf: Ah. Thank you.

I have strange conversations.

I have to go to Show Choir tomorrow. That'll suck somewhat. However, I'll bring some videos that are actually good, so I won't have to suffer through shit like Austin Powers 2 for the thirteenth time. However, if they do put something like that in, I'll have a contingency plan.

Drink Tang until I die of Overly Powerful Orange Stuff Poisoning.

Slainte Mhath and Pax Vobiscum, my brothers and sisters, and may you rock the casbah whereever you be.

John-Boy