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Right, who wants some chocolate sending?
From: Voltane
4 Jul 2011 13:59
To: graphitone
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I'm pretty sure he's still in the country, he's just waiting to give the excuse "someone at my shop must have eaten the rest".
From: graphitone
4 Jul 2011 14:12
To: Voltane
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The chocolate hogging bastard.
I hope he gets fat(ter).
From: Mouse
4 Jul 2011 14:21
To: graphitone
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I AM SVELTE. You guys need to remember who still has the chocolate here. Tsh.
From: graphitone
4 Jul 2011 14:28
To: Mouse
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You've never shopped at jacamo then?
:P
You've
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remember who still has the chocolate here
You mean you've taken the stuff to Portugal with you? Damn, that's gonna be truly melted by the time you get back.
:C
From: Mouse
4 Jul 2011 14:34
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It is hidden, guarded and cooled somewhere in... the World. I do not know jacoma.
From: Ken (SHIELDSIT)
4 Jul 2011 15:10
To: Mouse
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No and today is a holiday so it won't come today either.
:-(
From: milko
4 Jul 2011 15:23
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I am back from ten days in the wilderness (sort of). Now I'm thinking maybe I could get involved in some Chocolate Action. Is there any left, Mouse? I will make a fine video I promise.
From: Mouse
4 Jul 2011 17:26
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There will be aye. Chocolate supplies in Pensylvania have only just returned to normal after I received Mr Sheilds motherload. PM me your address.
From: Serg (NUKKLEAR)
5 Jul 2011 00:07
To: Kenny J (WINGNUTKJ)
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Your familiarity with the taste of sick is slightly.. unsettling
:C
From: Kenny J (WINGNUTKJ)
5 Jul 2011 08:32
To: Serg (NUKKLEAR)
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At least I didn't tell you whose sick I thought it tasted like...