tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post6022734621351734826..comments2007-12-26T11:02:56.428-06:00Mr. Bennethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16418603606479190390noreply@blogger.comBlogger5125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-88950676296373957382007-12-26T11:02:00.000-06:002007-12-26T11:02:00.000-06:002007-12-26T11:02:00.000-06:00Ha! You can't steal my girlfriend when you're all gilded, can you bee-yatch?!<BR/><BR/>And you know what? Once you're un-statue-fied, I'm gonna kill you with my army of robots and polar bears, as practice for when I take down the company. So there!Westhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05183103128403640972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-21564586900729652342007-12-23T20:42:00.000-06:002007-12-23T20:42:00.000-06:002007-12-23T20:42:00.000-06:00Nathan-<BR/> Get back to the house! Simon and Monty need a father. <BR/> Peter's constant crying is starting to scare them.<BR/> On the postive side,Peter likes the Hello Kitty doll I bought him.<BR/> Oh heck, Merry Christmas!Heidi Petrellihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18024579186785715783noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-31556224408551808072007-12-23T16:44:00.000-06:002007-12-23T16:44:00.000-06:002007-12-23T16:44:00.000-06:00Oh, man, I don't know how to de-statue-ify someone. They never covered that at nursing school. I knew there was a reason Bob creeped me out!Tarothttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17950245970744009610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-84093900188799505832007-12-23T16:16:00.000-06:002007-12-23T16:16:00.000-06:002007-12-23T16:16:00.000-06:00Oh. Claire. You're so self-absorbed...You really are mine. I'd hug you if I could, and if you hadn't just run away...Nathan Petrelli: Bleeding To Deathhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04622150567259036822noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50530638747405971.post-74530510969377757402007-12-23T15:51:00.000-06:002007-12-23T15:51:00.000-06:002007-12-23T15:51:00.000-06:00Oh1 Hi Bio-dad! Look I bought you a tree decoration. *hangs it on him(where not specified)* Now, how did that man do the blood thing? <BR/>...<BR/>Oh! Hey, static floozy! Hands of the little flyboy! *runs off*Claire Bhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15834418546079192977noreply@blogger.com