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sdlkdsfkfsd I love my parents. From a few minutes ago, over the phone:
DAD. So I'm thinking of coming to your graduation dressed as Darren Nichols.
ME. Really? Well, I have a belt that looks like one he wore in third season.
DAD. And I can borrow your mother's boa.
ME. And you already have the skinny jeans covered.
DAD. I have everything I need! Deal with that.
MUM. [dying of laughter]
...Yeah. :D
DAD. So I'm thinking of coming to your graduation dressed as Darren Nichols.
ME. Really? Well, I have a belt that looks like one he wore in third season.
DAD. And I can borrow your mother's boa.
ME. And you already have the skinny jeans covered.
DAD. I have everything I need! Deal with that.
MUM. [dying of laughter]
...Yeah. :D

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(My mother once spent an entire afternoon watching Paul Gross interviews on YouTube, came across the due South blooper reel, and came squeeing to me. I live in the vague fear that one day she will start looking for fic.)
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My brother is not exactly fannish as we know it but still a huge fan of all things Canadian. I cracked up the day he told me, very earnestly, "There's this great curling movie you gotta watch. Really, Ande, I think you'd like it." Hee!
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HEE. Oh, Men With Brooms. <3
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PS my posse seems to be going for the 7pm showing of Iron Man. IDK when you and your people are going, but a heads-up anyway. :D
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Uh, basically the plan is in fact to take Ray's car and to go at about 5pm, in order to buy our tickets and get some dinners. Does this sound like Plan?
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