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:I have dark brown hair, you brazen hussy. I will fight you, with my fists, right in your face. Anyway, do your absolute worst. [[User:Misanthropy|Misanthropy]] 02:20, 21 June 2009 (BST)
:I have dark brown hair, you brazen hussy. I will fight you, with my fists, right in your face. Anyway, do your absolute worst. [[User:Misanthropy|Misanthropy]] 02:20, 21 June 2009 (BST)
::Huh, yeah, I suppose an Italian ginger would be quite rare. Anyway, how about you don't fight me with your fists and I won't burn your house down with my petrol and we'll call it square? --[[User:Sadie|Sadie]] 22:02, 23 June 2009 (BST)
::Huh, yeah, I suppose an Italian ginger would be quite rare. Anyway, how about you don't fight me with your fists and I won't burn your house down with my petrol and we'll call it square? --[[User:Sadie|Sadie]] 22:02, 23 June 2009 (BST)
:::No deal, I move in a week or so, so do your worst. [[User:Misanthropy|Misanthropy]] 22:30, 23 June 2009 (BST)

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Stop, thief! Misanthropy 01:58, 8 June 2009 (BST)

Shush you, you can't prove anything. How the hell did you even find me anyway? I haven't told anyone about this page yet, it's not finished... --Sadie 15:42, 11 June 2009 (BST)
My name's on it! Was searching for what linked to my user page. Misanthropy 16:46, 11 June 2009 (BST)
Damn internet outsmarts me once again. This. Ain't. Over. --Sadie 05:13, 15 June 2009 (BST)
Ain't over til you sing? Misanthropy 13:04, 18 June 2009 (BST)

Oh, I get it, you're calling me fat. You are a witty young scamp, aren't you? Well, as gingers go, anyway. Now be careful or I actually will sing at you. :P--Sadie 05:54, 20 June 2009 (BST)

I have dark brown hair, you brazen hussy. I will fight you, with my fists, right in your face. Anyway, do your absolute worst. Misanthropy 02:20, 21 June 2009 (BST)
Huh, yeah, I suppose an Italian ginger would be quite rare. Anyway, how about you don't fight me with your fists and I won't burn your house down with my petrol and we'll call it square? --Sadie 22:02, 23 June 2009 (BST)
No deal, I move in a week or so, so do your worst. Misanthropy 22:30, 23 June 2009 (BST)