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Heh. The last day she was here I went to one of her going away parties. I was the only one there not related to her. Five hours of outright staring and whispering about me. Yay. Probably didn't help that in a moment of what can only be called complete abject stupidity I wore my Dropkick Murpheys shirt featuring a large cross with skulls on it. Apparantly strict Mormons, which her family is, don't appreciate that whatsoever.
Quick question - As the story progresses I will indeed be updating. Should I just resurrect this thread each time? Or would that be considered necroposting?
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