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hermionesclone 
Food fanatics was a BRILLIANT term, wasn't it? Yeah... food fanatics! This is what Tag was. Nodnod. "Yeah! And they've probably had lots of practice at eating food quickly, too!" Maybe Penelope could take part in one of these events... maybe. They could probably pitch the idea to her one day. "Thanks, mate! For all of that!" he said, grinning, "But if not... you're going to need a manager, you know." Hint hint, Tag, hint hint.
NO. NO NO NO. How did the leprechaun manage to do a SIX finger salute? Alec just blinked a little at him. He had been one upped... AGAIN! The boy reached up and gave the boy sitting opposite him a seven -- that's right, SEVEN -- finger salute. Try and beat that, Kildare.
Alec let out a small chuckle at Tag's words. "The T-Rex used walkmans and the Velociraptor used a boombox," ... Yeah, okay, he wasn't funny. Maybe he should just stop there before he embarrassed himself even more? Okay. Awesome. BRILLIANT PLAN. "It is stupid!" And very inconvenient! "I don't know how some people have survived without it." Because technology seemed to be everywhere for him. He practically grew up with it surrounding him. It was just always... THERE. "Anytime!" GRIN. "YEAH!" he said, rather enthusiastically, "And I bet you could teach them lots of neat tricks too!" Like how to jump through a hoop or... or know when dinner was ready. And speaking of puppies, how many had the two decided to get if when they moved in together?
"If you do... I'll buy one of the magazines with a picture of you in it and ask you to autograph it for me," GRIN. And it'd be really random too but yeah. ... Wear his hair? WEAR IT? "I get to be blonde?!" ... Pause. "I-I mean... I was just... observing it." There was nothing WEIRD about that. ... Not really.
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Tons of practice. The best of the best can only do it." Tag could consider it some sort of sport. There had to be a set pace of eating the food or drink or whatever it was. Eating it all at once was just a very very bad idea. Now Tag needed a manage and the blonde simply smiled at the hair ruffler. Was this Alec's not so subtle way of saying he wanted to be Tag's food contest eating manager? "
Err, yeah, you can be my manager!" Just to make him happy.
SEVEN FINGERS ALEC BLAKE 'DAX' SUMMERS KILDARE! SEVEN! Noooope. Tag completely beat out the boy and saluted him with both his hands. Then he smirked at his best friend. How will that be topped?
Now that was a funny image Alec had put into Tag's brain. Hehe. "
And then they started breakdancing. Quite the dancers." Now there was a thought to entertain you for ages. Huge T-Rex dancing to his walkman and a Velicoraptor leaning back and forth as it played his boombox. "
Yeah. I need my music. Really need it like every day." Sometimes if he didn't listen to his music in the day it would feel somewhat empty and incomplete for him. So many things to do with dogs. An Tag had already done one. "
We can teach them how to dance!" Like he'd done with Chinx over the summer.
When Alec said that he would get Tag to autograph a picture of him Tag just waved it off. "
Why would you need an autograph of me when we're already best friends? I'm much better than a little squiggly line of my name." An, that was sort of meant as a compliment to you, Mr. Summers. Because you have a very awesome best friend that Tag would keep forever. "
Well, observe all you want."