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spam; Elektra you are never at risk of sounding like a girl.

[creepyshitking.livejournal.com]

I have one word. [ takes another bite of syruppy delicious Eggo ] Kids.

spam; She is always surprisingly manly despite the high heels, jewelry, rose oil.

[namedfortragedy.livejournal.com]

[She laughs.] Kids? Really?

spam; This is the truest of fax.

[creepyshitking.livejournal.com]

Kids. Really. They take a lot out of a person. [ always so deadpan. ]

spam;

[namedfortragedy.livejournal.com]

I believe you. [Dexter you can never get the meaning behind things. It amuses her.]

It's just not the kind of answer you expect to get from a father.

spam;

[creepyshitking.livejournal.com]

I haven't met many fathers of three, have you?

spam;

[namedfortragedy.livejournal.com]

I haven't met many fathers who even bother with one child much less three. [She shakes her head.]

The fathers I met usually just pass their kids off to the nearest boarding school or full time nanny.

spam;

[creepyshitking.livejournal.com]

[ Dexter gets srsfais now, putting down his fork. ]

Kids matter. Sometimes, I think they're the only ones who do.

spam;

[namedfortragedy.livejournal.com]

[Elektra pokes at her plate absently.]

I can't say I disagree completely. They have endless possibilities and can survive just about anything.

[She hits her fork against the plate absently twice.] But you know those kids grow up eventually and some of them become really amazing adults. I'm sure your kids will be that way.

spam;

[creepyshitking.livejournal.com]

They're already amazing. But I hope you're right.

spam;

[namedfortragedy.livejournal.com]

I usually am about these things.