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Ducks? Honestly? How is that even close to resembling relevant much less actually being relevant? ~~But it does count as a social network...and then Mrs. Perky would drop the punishment for the Bobby Ridgeway thing...~~

I'm Katarina Stratford. I'm forced to be here for the sake of my easy admittance into Sarah Lawrence. I am not going to talk to any of you more than I have to, and never about your social lives or the chick you banged over the weekend or whatever it is that the unwashed masses of brainwashed miscreants do in their spare time. I don't care. Try not to leak your extra 21st chromosome onto me through the internet.

[[OOC EDIT: 'x' Aaaaand this is the point where Kat steps away from the computer in a frustrated manner. IC reasoning being that you're giving her a headache with your ridiculously cliche and conformed ideas of politeness and social skills. So...pleasedon'ttakethelackoftagspersonally 'x']]

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Right, because everything in life is solved by sex. As opposed to putting the ridiculous amounts of hormones aside for a moment and actually thinking about things.

You remember that extra 21st chromosome I was talking about?

No, but it stops you from acting like you're constantly constipated. After all, look where no sex and too much thinking got you: enough fucking issues to suffocate everyone on this comm.

My issues are none of your business and they certainly aren't going away if I sleep around like every other skank in the public school system. So scamper along and find a hooker to solve your problems, since that obviously works so well. Or maybe you're more inclined towards a gigolo.

Then don't fucking broadcast your issues if you don't want anyone commenting on them. ~~How fucking hard can your life be?~~

And thanks for your concern in my sex life but I've already spent a few days at my 'Dad's' friend's, uh, house. So I'm good.

[OOC: Strikes? What stikes? XD]

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