CB: Have you ever danced with the devil by the pale moon light?
Kaz: why yes. yes i have.
CB: And oooooooooh!
Kaz: *jumps on you and snuggles*
Kaz: did you get my emails?
CB: *Snuggles baaaaaack!*
CB: Haven't been there yet. These computers don't seem to like it, and half the time wont let it through
CB: *Twitches* Why is it hard to find tutorials for making things look Dead Sexy in photoshop whyyyyyy?
Kaz: hold on
Kaz: these are the best that i've seen.
CB: WOOT! *Loves you BUNCHES and LOTS and MANYS!!!*
Kaz: you know how you can repay me... *insert leering smug smilie*
CB: I think so Brain, but how are we gonna get John Crichton, an Olympic sized pool, and three thousand packs of chocolate pudding at THIS hour?
Kaz: *falls over laughing*
Kaz: i've got a plan!
CB: *bats eyelashes*
CB: Uh oh! I'm ascared now!
Kaz: but that's why you love me. i'm sexy..and dangerous.
CB: Oh yeah.
Kaz: so how goes Father? he still a rotten bastard and torturing the boy?
Kaz: or has the big bad army men not been allowing you and cathy time to write?
CB: Oh yes! Sadly he doesn't wanna stop that
Kaz: YES! put the hurt on Father!
CB: I and I have been having Farscape ROAD blocks!
Kaz: well fuck a duck
CB: Only if he buys me dinner first
CB: Hmmm. If Catwoman has all the flexibility of a cat, and cats clean themselves, I wonder...
Kaz: very happy woman?
CB: lol! oh yeah.
Kaz: thought so.