tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post2563930866513215377..comments2007-11-21T22:32:19.464-06:00Comments on Burnt Toast Diner: Teen angst x like, a jillionClaire Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15834418546079192977noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-17906107433481119482007-11-21T22:32:00.000-06:002007-11-21T22:32:00.000-06:00Sylar- Like, stay away from me!Elle- thank you... ...Sylar- Like, stay away from me!<BR/>Elle- thank you... I think.<BR/>Muggles- I think West is sleeping with me tonight, but I think we can make room for one more.<BR/>Heidi- Thanks your your kindness, but as a cheerleader, I cannot eat twinkies, no matter how sad I am. I don't like throwing up.<BR/>Bio-dad- My mom needs me right now. She'll probably blow the house up or poison Lyle or something without me. If you and Super Cute Uncle Peter wanna drop by and help, that's fine too.<BR/>Nikki- I did, but I bet the company lost it.Claire Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15834418546079192977noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-91523059708256025352007-11-21T22:25:00.000-06:002007-11-21T22:25:00.000-06:00Oh Nathan! You're one caring bio-dad. Good to have...Oh Nathan! You're one caring bio-dad. Good to have you back ;)Veronicahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07724354402135232891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-20193879422035948672007-11-21T18:29:00.000-06:002007-11-21T18:29:00.000-06:00...but you gave up some blood, right?...but you gave up some blood, right?Niki Sandershttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05921877246489416369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-82954062399390904242007-11-21T13:49:00.000-06:002007-11-21T13:49:00.000-06:00Oh Nathan,give me a break.When are you signing the...Oh Nathan,give me a break.<BR/>When are you signing the divorce papers?Heidi Petrellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18024579186785715783noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-75406877005144085482007-11-21T11:31:00.000-06:002007-11-21T11:31:00.000-06:00After I find Peter, I can try to make some room fo...After I find Peter, I can try to make some room for you at my bachelor pad. The only thing you have to remember is: If i have a sock on the door knob, you have to spend the night out.<BR/><BR/>Soooo....I guess your Mom is officially single now. I should drop by later and offer my condolences.Nathan Petrelli: Back in the Saddlehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04622150567259036822noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-574048114123811332007-11-21T11:29:00.000-06:002007-11-21T11:29:00.000-06:00Mr Muggles:Give Claire some of those Twinkies you...Mr Muggles:Give Claire some of those Twinkies you like to find.Heidi Petrellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18024579186785715783noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-90034294738246103312007-11-20T21:27:00.000-06:002007-11-20T21:27:00.000-06:00I am sad too. Can I sleep with you tonight?I am sad too. Can I sleep with you tonight?Mr. Muggleshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06057864165742250089noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-54234377709481827142007-11-20T18:03:00.000-06:002007-11-20T18:03:00.000-06:00Believe me, 100 years from now, this kind of thing...Believe me, 100 years from now, this kind of thing will be the least of your problems.Adam Monroehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10558914005002260176noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-70807441932856849082007-11-20T17:44:00.000-06:002007-11-20T17:44:00.000-06:00Sweetie, I am so sorry about your father. If yo...Sweetie, I am so sorry about your father. <BR/> If you need anything,just call me or have West fly you over. Just<BR/>stay away from Mama Petrelli, she is being more scary than usual.Heidi Petrellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18024579186785715783noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-52028108092941075782007-11-20T17:03:00.000-06:002007-11-20T17:03:00.000-06:00My Daddy is so dense and...mean. *pouts* I'm sorry...My Daddy is so dense and...mean. *pouts* I'm sorry about your Daddy, really I am....okay maybe not because he's mean to me but uh...friends?Ellehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15562386602630712512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-21903918953069041342007-11-20T14:50:00.000-06:002007-11-20T14:50:00.000-06:00Yay! Without Mr. Glasses to protect you I can com...Yay! Without Mr. Glasses to protect you I can come eat your brain! Just as soon as seduce Mohindy into getting me my powers back, that is! But you're next on this list! Scrumptious cheerleader brain!Sylarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09837908664792644151noreply@blogger.com