Abuelo’s Mexican Embassy eh?
I think the place would be more appropriately named:
Abuelo’s Mexican wannabe Vegas Style Casino restaraunt
I spit in the general direction of any “Mexican” place that uses Velveeta in their cheese sauce.
<------- Is fiery passionate when it comes to quality Mexican food.
-SS 
grumble Man, I’ve NEVER had a flirty remark fall that flat before. Grace’s reply was the equivalent of a woman staring at you for a second after you lay a line on her, then turning back to her friend and saying, “…so anyway…”
I must be losing my touch.
BTW, just in case there are folks with allergies or antipathies towards felines, I should warn you that there are two cats living at my house. Kicking them is not allowed. (they’ll probably hide anyway.)
Cat hunting will be part of the festivities?
I may have to make this get together after all!!!
Die evil cats…Die…Die!!!
-SS 
I have a feeling my cats will make a beeline for Ashton as soon as they see him. They have an uncanny knack for knowing which people in a room are a) cat haters or b)allergic.
All kidding aside, if people have a real problem with them I’ll put 'em in Chef Jr.'s room with him.
I’m not feeling well (which is a real bitch since I’m teaching today) 
Whether I can come or not depends on how much pain I’m in after I finish class.
I’ve never known a pain that too much alcohol couldn’t fix. Now, how you feel afterwards is a different matter, but it’s a temporary fix, nonetheless.
Well, too much alcohol, sure… Problem is, last night one glass of wine didn’t even budge it, so I’m looking at having to get really plastered to have any effect. Don’t want to be drive the streets of Dallas plastered. :eek:
See, I hurt so much I can’t even speak right.
Of course, that was post #1313 for me, so I guess a mistake was inevitable…
Hey Cheffie. Your flirty comment didn’t fall flat. I just didn’t want to sound overly eager. A girl has to play hard to get, ya know?
My plans are coming along smoothly. Zyada may not attend because she’s not feeling well. Up next, Palmyra.[evil laugh]My plan to have the guys all to myself is almost complete.[/evil laugh]
I may be attending…I’m not sure yet though, still waiting to see what develops with the existing plans of my own. I have the time and place so I may show. If I do plan to come, I’ll call Aglarond and let him know…if he gets no call…the cats get to live another day and the orgy will have to be postponed.
-SS
no orgy?! damn! then… why am i going…?
Ya know, SkySlash’s dislike for cats may just be the first indicator that maybe he ISN’T gay after all.
And Grace…you can play hard to get in public if you don’t want anyone to know that you burn for me with a need like a fierce flame. Whenever you’re ready to make out, just ask me where the restroom is and I’ll offer to guide you to it.
Thirty minutes later the guys will look up from the porno movie and say, “Where’s Cheffie? The beer’s running low.”
Palmyra, we’re just TELLING Skyslash there isn’t an orgy so he’ll stay away. Trust me, as soon as Chef Jr. is asleep, an orgy will assemble with amazing speed. Just remember, Mrs. Chef said not to get anything on the couch, so it’ll have to be either pillows on the floor or a pastoral romp in Smith Field (my king-size bed.) I built the bedframe to orgy standards…it’s made out of 2x12s, 2x8s, and 3/4 inch plywood. That sucker is NOT going to break no matter how many of us pile onto it.
I have a plastic tarp we can throw over said couch. I can also pick up a couple more if you think we’ll need them. Just let me know before dinner.
Anybody want me to bring the goat?
I don’t know about the tarp, Mike. I HATE the way plastic sheeting sticks to my skin. We can just throw a couple of blankets over the couch and then stick 'em in the washing machine afterwards. And I’ll take a pass on the goat. We’ll save her for an orgy/barbecue next spring.
I’ll see you all at Red Hot & Blue at 7:30!
I weasled a car out of a friend, so I will be there, eventually.
