(OOC: BACK!! I'm still dirty from my tiger water fight, but I'm back
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Nick (mumbling but loud enough to be heard): Yea, thanks for the support...
Nick scrapped his troat.
Nick: All I'm saying is that as long as she doesn't bother me anymore, Im fine with pretty much anything. I just want to be able to dp my job in a normal fassion, without trippingo ver paintbuckets and having muds hanging on my back.
Math: Yea but...
Nick trows and arm around Math and pulls him close to him, shutting him up.
Nick: See! Even Math agree's with me.
Math: Hmmfhhmmmfhfh... can't breath...
Nick: Oh come on, I wasn't holding you that tight!
Math gets back up.
Math: No... but you pushed my face in your armpits... if you need deoderant just ask dude...
Nick rolled his eye's and gave Math a hard push back in his chair.
Nick: Sit down.