Byzy, I start with a footrub. If you haven’t passed out from the pleasure by the time I’m done, we could progress from there. 
::tiggeril arrives, runs around the yard a few times, grabs a bottle of red and cannonballs into the hot tub, disturbing a now very pissed Wally::
Congrats, Daniel!
Byz: There is NO “lite beer” allowed, hell, there ain’t no american beer, atall. We have Molsens, Pacifico & Guiness, so far. 
Xgemina: well, nobodys honor to defend, but at least one troll snuck in, kill that thing, willya? 
Want to borrow the Damascus sword?
Jburton: How many times do I have to say it- no “good” newbies! Either you have to be “bad” with the rest of us, or out you go… 
Tigger: GOOD to see you! But cut down on that caffiene, willya? Wally, pissed? After being shown all that cleavage? No, that’s shock…
Congratulations to one of my favorite posters!
:: Thump, thump, thump! ::
Hey! Open up in there! Can ya keep it down to a dull roar? Fer chrissakes yer makin a racket I can hear all the way over to the Pit…
:: Dodges beer bottle, gazes around at general destruction, notes tasty jams from near-meltdown stereo, realizes no one can hear ::
Ah, what the hell. Say, is that Guinness? You know, that would go real well with this herbal …room freshener I got. Yeah, room freshener, that’s the ticket. Hmmm? Ah, no thanx, I swore off the straw thing. Glenlivet! Why yes, aha, thank you. Straight up for me (that’s what she said). Heard any filthy ones lately?
Daniel, HOW did you get those purple footprints on your back? Oh, and the ceiling too. Hey, that’s a great idea. Coordinating colors of body paint, then you gently but firmly moosh her against the walls & ceiling. Nice, I like the deco. I see you have the situation well in hand.
Congrats on the grand, by the way. Where did you say the smoking area was? Is that really a hot tub full of Mazzola? :: GASP :: :: Falling to knees :: And Byz in a pair of pasties!! I think I died and went to heaven. How do you make them DO that? slythe, I don’t think those are her feet you’re rubbing. Oh, you knew that. Carry on.
:: Ducks, backs away from wild-eyed reveler ::
Um, gee, thanks Xgemina, but I’m not up for a sword fight to first blood right now. That big bruiser over there looks kinda lit, maybe you can go chat with him?
Say, is that a statue of SterlingNorth in the corner? Good likeness. :: Looking closer :: Oh, it IS SterlingNorth. Poor guy, paralzyed from the neck up and there are still women about. He’s a veteran I see, still clutching a beer. Toss a blanket on him, will ya?
Xeno, if we put this nitrous through a hooka, will it explode? What’s that? Oh, OK Daniel, we’ll take it out back. Follow me, all space cowboys. Er, cowpersons. Ouch! That’s not what I meant sweetie, you’re gorgeous and I can prove it. Come along, no pushing, there’s plenty for all.
I could get used to this.
Congrats Daniel, I know I’m late, I’ve been busty, err, busy in the pit. I’ll have a sloescrew and a backrub .
I’ll behave however you want me to… as long as I get a back rub from somewhere.
any room in the hot tub for me?
Poogas! Come on down!
Speak: it’s hard to believe you’re only pushing 150. I wosh I posted that well, that early. Nitrous? Well, I do have a dental tech here, but you have to be in pain, or want to be, or have been in the past, or…
Ayesha: GOOD to see ya! But you misspelled “slow”. Slythe & I have a new system, he starts at the toes & I start at the head, and…
Medea : “HowEVER I want you to”? My, that’s a tall order, “little girl”, think you can “measure up to it”?
::tiggeril bounces out of the hot tub::
Anybody got a towel?
::is immediately tossed a number of clothing articles::
I think the caffiene is wearing off…
::thud::
(time passes)
::tiggeril wakes to a backrub from Slythe and Daniel::
This, gentlemen… is the life.
Danielinthewolvesden, I would never have attempted to throw my measley 300th post party if I had seen this first.
Booze, ladies, Guiness, backrubs, They Might be Giants, cool ranch doritos, twister, etc. etc. (I’m too lazy right now to read the whole thread so you’ll forgive me if I do not list everything mentioned thus far), now this is the place to hang.
::leans head out door::
Hey guys, forget about that dead lemon of a shindig, come on over here!!!
Party!!! WhaHooooo!!!
Ok, Daniel, if i have to be bad to stay, i’m game…
::looking around, spies the Molson, procedes to take six::
Ok, somebody say something about a sword fight? Count me in, but i warn you, i’m not good at it.
::swish::
Oh shit, that hurt! Hey somebody have a turniqit! No fer crying out loud, not a Turtle-Neck! Oh man, that’s gonna leave a scar. Oh well, off to see if i can catch a Tiger by her tail.
Hey, who ordered the 200 pounds of tofu? We don’t eat tofu!
Oh, put it in the bathtub with the 5 pounds of strawberries?
Gotcha!
Hey, Moe, dontcha go getting a complex. Fact is, this bunch tends to gravitate to…well, the lowest common denominator.
::ducks merrily thrown underwear::
It’s a gift, in a certain twisted way.
::dodges squealing, oiled nublie maiden, pursued by unclad and unnamed male poster::
See, we’re fighting ignorance here ::trips over discarded merkin resembling a trampled gopher:: and everything you see ::swerves to avoid a nude figure in a Darth Vader helmet and day-glo orange Speedos:: serves that end.
Oh hell. At least it isn’t your place that’s getting trashed.
Settle back here in the lawn chair, and we can watch the guy in the Groucho glasses w/ fake nose and mustache seranade the sheep.
Veb
(DAMN, I love this place!)
Anybody else think it’s time for a water balloon fight? I vote Daniel as the first target!
::chucks a balloon:: Damn, my aim sucks.
I don’t mean to steal anybody’s thunder, BUT…
This is my 2000th post!
Now, I want birthday hugs, kisses, and gropes from everybody!
Speakeasy, I was only showing Daniel how to…oh, dear. That won’t sound right. Let’s see, he was making sure that I…no, that’s not quite right either. Oh, my. I’d better quit while I can. :o
Attempting to look insouciant, purplebear wanders in the general direction of the hot tub, to soak off all this purple paint. Along the way, she almost runs into some guy with a huge load of what looks like tofu in his arms. Oops! 'Scuse me, I didn’t see you…say! Is that you slythe? Why, how nice to meet you, finally. What’s that? Oh. I’m stopping you from putting this down, aren’t I? I’m so sorry! Let me get out of your way. See ya later then.
Continuing on, she almost trips over Veb and Moe sitting in lawn chairs. I really should watch where I’m going, instead of all of these people!
What’s that, Tiggeril? Water balloons? I’m so there! Thanks, here’s one for Slythe, since he just hit 2000 posts! KERSPLAT!! Gotcha! Congrats!
Running up to him, she quickly gives him a kiss to make up for the balloon to his back. Then, she grabs another balloon and goes after Daniel, since he didn’t offer her a foot rub too. <giggles> This is fun!
Moe: heck, you had a nice little party, and just think, with that “little one” behind you, and seeing these here, how truly RAD your kiloparty will be!!!
Slythe: You tove, you . Look, I supply the party and the babes, you get your own damn grope, OK? But I LIKE this “start at the top, start at the bottom, meet …” thing we got going. One down in a swoon, lets “get” another! who’s next?
And who put champagne in the water ballons?
PB: is this YOURS?
:o Ummmmm… Oh, my… I believe it may be. Can I have it back to make sure it fits, and is really mine? Boy am I glad that I have such long hair.
And, I do believe I’m next in line for the combo rub.
I think it it was tiggeril who put champagne in the water balloons, but I’m not sure. Did you check with Veb or Slythe? Sounds like something they would do.
Slythe, my man, it’s a tough job, and we get to do it…oil up. Damn, this a rough life…
walks in the door to congratulate Daniel and promptly wears a water balloon
Good to see you too PBear.
Well done on hitting four figures DITWD!!! offers present which, when unwrapped, will prove to be a strange-looking wooden artefact of unknown origin
ooh! Is that They Might Be Giants Playing?
follows the sound and heads off towards the hot tub