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[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

I fail to see how this kawaii electronic device is meant to be a suitable representation of a young human. It doesn't respond to discipline, for one thing. I gave it the thorough spanking it was just asking for and it only beeped at me more! And how am I going to support the two of us on this paltry income! Waitressing will hardly put it through college and so far it has shown no signs of genius which would earn it the necessary scholarships. Being a single mother is difficult and unrewarding and the lousy man who saddled me with this responsibility ought to be enshrouded in sackcloth drenched in his own dried and uncomfortably flakey blood!

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[ex_wells219]

Oh wow, does that mean we're going to be rivals? Business rivals? You know, sharp glares in the line to the bank, trying to outdo each other's window displays, you running your store down the street, sending innocent-looking spies to browse my shop see how I'm pricing my comics compared to your...


Uh. What are you gonna sell, anyway?

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

I don't think our patrons will have that much overlap.

I'm not telling! I don't want to jinx it! At least until everything is approved, and then I will force you into slave labour for the box-carrying portion of setting up my new business.

[ex_wells219]

Heavy things is really more Buffy's schtick, I'm kinda better at the pleasant massage side of slave labour.

[dontpatthebunny.livejournal.com]

Quiet, bond servant! You will all be my slaves, and I alone will divvy up your tasks!
 
 
 
 
How good are you with feet? I like to wear heels.

[ex_wells219]

Wow, Anya, that's um. Kinda kinky.


Decent~!