Abba.

[x_empath]

Dancing Queen? By god if this was done by the hand of a Frenchman, we are going to have a long talk, you and I, Jean-Paul. However, I have reason to believe the music has something to do with banishment.

Someone is going to pay. She refuses to turn it off.

Comments

[x-diamondlil.livejournal.com]

I have no idea what you're talking about.

[x-empath.livejournal.com]

No?

[x-diamondlil.livejournal.com]

Nope. I'm banned, remember?

[x-empath.livejournal.com]

You are being very cheeky about this.

[x-diamondlil.livejournal.com]

Me? Cheeky? Never.

[x-empath.livejournal.com]

Clearly we need to establish ground rules, you and I. Come by when you are feeling rather daring.

[x-diamondlil.livejournal.com]

Hmm. Maybe tomorrow.

Now it's time to get my drink on.

[x-pressive.livejournal.com]

The ABBA version, the A*Teens version, or one of the Mama Mia versions?

[x-empath.livejournal.com]

Abba. It is not that I mind, no, I only mind it on the eighth time. Thank god she has school.

[x-plosive.livejournal.com]

I know what a beautiful little girl is getting for her brithday.

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Oh, is that what that was? Dude, never been so glad to have a hammock in a tree as I am right now.

[x-empath.livejournal.com]

Yes and now that I know that two blondes convinced my trusting sister to open the door, there shall be redemption.

[x-cynosure.livejournal.com]

Wrong continent, Manuel. Also, if I wanted to make your life miserable, you would not have to guess at the culprit.

[x-empath.livejournal.com]

Apologies.

I know of who it is now. They will be punished. Retribution is near.