"Yes. And you love it." He turns them, still apparently leading and dips himself again with a grin.
The orchestra winds up the song and Glitch decides it's time to go and find... oh dear. "I think the tiny cute Viewer just pounced your son. From Raw's shoulders."
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Date: 2009-08-27 05:48 am (UTC)The orchestra winds up the song and Glitch decides it's time to go and find... oh dear. "I think the tiny cute Viewer just pounced your son. From Raw's shoulders."