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WarrenBLUDx · 01-11-2010, 06:05 PM

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Originally Posted by Whitterz

He rolled his eyes at both his sister and his best friend. "Well, Brody and me call her Tam mostly. Well, she also calls her TamTam." He nodded and then turned to his mum when she mentioned calling Brody. "Oh, good idea. I can call her." That way he could see how she was doing right now. If she was as nervous as he was.

But wait, his grandfather was back now. And talking about more nonsense. All he gathered was something about his slippers being gone and some munchkin. "Munchkin? You mean my daughter?"

He raised his brow and shook his head, getting up to finish getting ready without his Best Man. He frowned at Tammy and Cam's comments. "I'm not cleaning up after the old man. It's my wedding." And he was not gonna bend on this matter, so it was tough on them.

"Grandfather Max, Viola isn't here right now. This is my best friend, Tammy."

The scary man left and it was time to go to the beach now. According to Auntie Reese. "Daddy's really on the beach, Auntie Reese?" And he hadn't come to get her. She pouted.

But she smiled again as Superman cleaned her mouth. "Thank you, Superman. You can still have some later. Or I can share with daddy." Because he probably was hungry too and she wanted to share her chocolate.

She left from her mummy's arms and into his and put her arms around his neck. "You're gonna dance with me before you dance with Auntie Sylvia." She cast a look at her Auntie Sylvia and grinned, before offering her the chocolate bar.

"You wanna come too, Auntie Sylvia? We can play in the sand." She giggled. This was gonna be fun.

Max stared at his Grandson.. he tutted again shaking his head. ''Toran.. Your fourteen.. you dont have a daughter..'' Max trumped again and laughed at himself. ''Oo smells like home cooking!'' he chuckled once more..
Max heard the conversation about cleaning up after an old man? ''Whos this old man then? i dont remember old people being invited to the bingo?'' He was getting excited that his grandson was coming to the bingo with him.. so he thought. ''Toran.. what times the bus come for Bingo? im getting very impatient..''
He looked over at Tammy.. ''Thats not Tammy.. Tammys that lil munchkin whos stolen my slippers!'' he said.. he glared at her tilting his head left to right again. ''Looks like Viola to me.. Say Viola.. come and sit on my lap'' he asked sitting himself up, still not knowing that he had wet himself..

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Originally Posted by midget ♥

Cammy rolled her eyes and sighed. Did she LOOK like an old person, that stank, had wrinkles, and probably uncontrolably wet herself? No. She was FIFTEEN, young. "I'm Cammy, your granddaughter." Obviously, his brain was frazzling. Like usual.

"Grandfather, you seem to have wet yourself, like tinkled in your trousies. Maybe we should get you a nappy?" A nappy. PAH, she made even herself laugh at times. "Grandfather! Not everythings designer now-a-days. I get a few of my clothes sent from Tammy," She pointed over at her. "She's a designer herself. Mainly shoes, but she's done some clothes.." Now, just to hope he didnt venture off in a 'back in my day' waffle.

Tammy's eyes widened. "Viola? No.. I'm not her. There is no bus 33. You're at a wedding. Not bingo." Deary me, how this made her kinda glad she had no old senile CRAZEHH, mentally disfunctional people in her family. Okay, so maybe Torin and Shana were CRAZEHH and mentally disfunctional. But they were the exception. And they weren't really family. But. Well. Yeah.

"Torinnn." She hissed again, half diving behind him, peering around his arm like a sheepish child. "He's scaring meeee."

Cammy frowned. "Dont expect me to clean him up. MUUUUMM, Grandfather Max has wet himself! Tell Torin to clean it up! I'm not doing it. It's MAN wee. OLD MAN wee."

Max rolled his eyes at Cammy. ''WET MYSELF? HOW RUDE I HAVEN'T WET MYSELF..'' he groaned.. he wasn't having none of it! ''A Nappy? a nappy! how old do you think i am missy! My trousers are perfectly okay thank you very much!'' Max pointed his walking stick at her and coughed. Cammy said that Tammy was a designer.. this made him chuckle. ''That lil munchkin is only a kid.. how can she make clothes? This is an outrage! TORAN what is this mad women on about!!'' He forgot again about his slippers.. ''Where are my slippers? SOMEONE HAS STOLEN MY SLIPPERS.. i bet it was that Munchkin'' repeating himself..

Max stared into the eyes of Tammy. ''Do not tell me theres no bingo.. your not invited.. only me and Toran are going bingo!'' he hissed back trying to find his slippers.. ''The bus will arrive soon.. it always arrives on time'' he trumped some more and laughed about it..

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WarrenBLUDx Grindylow Join Date: Jul 2009 Location: In My Mind.. Posts: 14,126 Hogwarts RPG Name: Waz Kensington Fifth Year	Kermit The Frog ★ l Team Warren l MarkThomasRhodes ♥ Quote: Originally Posted by Whitterz He rolled his eyes at both his sister and his best friend. "Well, Brody and me call her Tam mostly. Well, she also calls her TamTam." He nodded and then turned to his mum when she mentioned calling Brody. "Oh, good idea. I can call her." That way he could see how she was doing right now. If she was as nervous as he was. But wait, his grandfather was back now. And talking about more nonsense. All he gathered was something about his slippers being gone and some munchkin. "Munchkin? You mean my daughter?" He raised his brow and shook his head, getting up to finish getting ready without his Best Man. He frowned at Tammy and Cam's comments. "I'm not cleaning up after the old man. It's my wedding." And he was not gonna bend on this matter, so it was tough on them. "Grandfather Max, Viola isn't here right now. This is my best friend, Tammy." The scary man left and it was time to go to the beach now. According to Auntie Reese. "Daddy's really on the beach, Auntie Reese?" And he hadn't come to get her. She pouted. But she smiled again as Superman cleaned her mouth. "Thank you, Superman. You can still have some later. Or I can share with daddy." Because he probably was hungry too and she wanted to share her chocolate. She left from her mummy's arms and into his and put her arms around his neck. "You're gonna dance with me before you dance with Auntie Sylvia." She cast a look at her Auntie Sylvia and grinned, before offering her the chocolate bar. "You wanna come too, Auntie Sylvia? We can play in the sand." She giggled. This was gonna be fun. Max stared at his Grandson.. he tutted again shaking his head. ''Toran.. Your fourteen.. you dont have a daughter..'' Max trumped again and laughed at himself. ''Oo smells like home cooking!'' he chuckled once more.. Max heard the conversation about cleaning up after an old man? ''Whos this old man then? i dont remember old people being invited to the bingo?'' He was getting excited that his grandson was coming to the bingo with him.. so he thought. ''Toran.. what times the bus come for Bingo? im getting very impatient..'' He looked over at Tammy.. ''Thats not Tammy.. Tammys that lil munchkin whos stolen my slippers!'' he said.. he glared at her tilting his head left to right again. ''Looks like Viola to me.. Say Viola.. come and sit on my lap'' he asked sitting himself up, still not knowing that he had wet himself.. Quote: Originally Posted by midget ♥ Cammy rolled her eyes and sighed. Did she LOOK like an old person, that stank, had wrinkles, and probably uncontrolably wet herself? No. She was FIFTEEN, young. "I'm Cammy, your granddaughter." Obviously, his brain was frazzling. Like usual. "Grandfather, you seem to have wet yourself, like tinkled in your trousies. Maybe we should get you a nappy?" A nappy. PAH, she made even herself laugh at times. "Grandfather! Not everythings designer now-a-days. I get a few of my clothes sent from Tammy," She pointed over at her. "She's a designer herself. Mainly shoes, but she's done some clothes.." Now, just to hope he didnt venture off in a 'back in my day' waffle. Tammy's eyes widened. "Viola? No.. I'm not her. There is no bus 33. You're at a wedding. Not bingo." Deary me, how this made her kinda glad she had no old senile CRAZEHH, mentally disfunctional people in her family. Okay, so maybe Torin and Shana were CRAZEHH and mentally disfunctional. But they were the exception. And they weren't really family. But. Well. Yeah. "Torinnn." She hissed again, half diving behind him, peering around his arm like a sheepish child. "He's scaring meeee." Cammy frowned. "Dont expect me to clean him up. MUUUUMM, Grandfather Max has wet himself! Tell Torin to clean it up! I'm not doing it. It's MAN wee. OLD MAN wee." Max rolled his eyes at Cammy. ''WET MYSELF? HOW RUDE I HAVEN'T WET MYSELF..'' he groaned.. he wasn't having none of it! ''A Nappy? a nappy! how old do you think i am missy! My trousers are perfectly okay thank you very much!'' Max pointed his walking stick at her and coughed. Cammy said that Tammy was a designer.. this made him chuckle. ''That lil munchkin is only a kid.. how can she make clothes? This is an outrage! TORAN what is this mad women on about!!'' He forgot again about his slippers.. ''Where are my slippers? SOMEONE HAS STOLEN MY SLIPPERS.. i bet it was that Munchkin'' repeating himself.. Max stared into the eyes of Tammy. ''Do not tell me theres no bingo.. your not invited.. only me and Toran are going bingo!'' he hissed back trying to find his slippers.. ''The bus will arrive soon.. it always arrives on time'' he trumped some more and laughed about it.. __________________ ♥ Warren Ashley Kensington ____________ Mark Thomas Kensington ♥ Everyone knows a Kensington The Family sticking together like true Kensingtons Last edited by WarrenBLUDx; 01-11-2010 at 06:13 PM.