I cordially invite my husbands, playthings, friends, and fellow dopers to my 200th post party.
When: Now
Where: Here
Why: We get to jump in jello, who needs a reason?
How: Just put on a regulation G-string, have a drink, and dive on in.
:: pours herself a drink, and waits for the fun to start::
Regulation G-string? Those things have standards?
Must be some new government thing.
Where’s the bar?
Hey, there Angel, How you doin’?
Is that your cup size after your name?
WHOOOHOOO! <runs and jumps in> :eek:
Hey! I think I got jello in my …er…eye. I knew I shouldn’t have tried a cannon ball. Damn G-string.
Oh yeah, happy 200th post.
OOH. My 1st guest. How nice to see you!:: hands him drink::
Can I join you?
Sure, jump, a… dive right in.
Hey, Angel!
What flavor jello are we starting with?
:: drops backpack on floor with a thud ::
Party favors.
Hey AR. Its so good to see you. I think we’re starting out with sparkling grape. I’m feeling kinda wild today. OOH, party favors?
Yeah, this shindig is starting to perk up, among other things.
Of course. Having been dubbed the Countess of All Things Jello and Regulation G-Strings, I felt obligated to provide more of the same. With handcuffs. You seemed to like them last time. Oh, and the whipped cream. But this is the Great Backpack of Holding, so anything you imagine you might want, it’s in there.
Enjoy.
OK, it wouldn’t be a party without the Count of Official Playthings and Matching Collar and Leash Sets, a.k.a. Sir Dire Wolf of The Oddly Flavored Popcorn and Protector of Those in G-Strings.
Woo Hoo!
[mills lane]
Let’s Get It On!
[/mills lane]
And a lovely collar it is, my pet.
It matches my g-string, even
Lisa! Wow, look at this place, you’ve really gone all out.
:: grabs herself a drink ::
I’ll just be over here floating on the jello.
Well, congrats, Lisa. Quite the accomplishment, 200 posts.
Now if you’ll excuse me, I think I’m going to go stick my head in a steam vat and see if I can’t clear out my sinuses… sniffle cough
Since it’s regulation…
::quickly strips down to black g string and bats eyelashes::
Anyone wanna wrestle?
Oh yeah, and happy 200!
::Gets naked, except over the unmentionables it’s scrambled like a tv::
WOOOOO! Party time!
::Jumps headfirst into jello::
I’m your lizard king!
::It is obvious at this point that Totoro has had a few drinks before heading over to the party::
So, Where’s the booze? Happy 200 Angel! I shoulda had a party like this when I hit that… hic Anyway, where’s the booze? Did I already ask that? Happy 200!
Wow. This place looks nice. I’m glad you’re having fun. Thank you all for stopping by. I do wish some of my husbands had attended, but they were still worn out from last night.=)
Um, I don’t have a g-string, mind if I go starkers?
<runs and does a half-gainer into the jello>
Woohoo!
Hey angel, I’m here, and I’m sobering up!
:: cannonballs into jello ::
What a rush!