![:Tyler says:](../fymd/images/blank.gif) is she still out there? ![:Monigue says from offstage:](../fymd/images/blank.gif) yeah, i think she thinks we can’t see her hiding... in the zen garden... in clear daylight. ![:Tyler says:](../fymd/images/blank.gif) clever. ![,Tyler talk.](images/ttalk.png) ![,Monique none.](images/mnone.png) | ![:Monigue says from offstage:](../fymd/images/blank.gif) and she’s off again. ah, you only used one peg to hang out your underdurps and your shirts were hung right way up. bad tyler. ![:Tyler says:](../fymd/images/blank.gif) seriously, how many times have you told your mother to leave us alone? her falsies are still embedded in the windowsill upstairs from previous reconnaissance. ![,Tyler talk.](images/ttalk.png) ![,Monique none.](images/mnone.png) | ![:Monigue says from offstage:](../fymd/images/blank.gif) you could always talk to her yourself. ![:Tyler says:](../fymd/images/blank.gif) are you kidding?! she’s scary. remember our wedding night? she popped out of the shower cubicle in the hotel room to show me the proper procedure to put on a condom! *shudder* ![:Monigue says from offstage:](../fymd/images/blank.gif) please, you didn’t have to grow up with her. ![,Tyler talk.](images/ttalk.png) ![,Monique none.](images/mnone.png) |