Bunny rides Coldy’s bike in from the ditch where Juniper ditched it, through the living room, up the stairs, while yelling “Where’s the brakes on this crazy thing?!”
and crashes into the bed.
Running downstairs, she waves money around and yells out, “Hey, I got $50 in singles! I heard think and imapunha were going to be doing some dancing!”
She brushes off from the last standing coffee table beer cans, shot glasses and various rolling papers onto the floor. “C’mon boys, let’s see ya shake it! Girls, anyone with me on this?”
:: pats Astro’s back as he pukes behind the couch again::
<Tygr wanders back in three days after the ambulance left with him>
Geez, looks like the fun DID continue… Leave it to me to catch a tiny case of salmonella from the mystical contents of Coldy’s Tupperware.
<cracks open a beer, determined to wash the taste of stomach pump out of his mouth>
Arden, once you’ve finished tending to the wounded (only at a Doper party could somebody get second-degree latex burns), d’yer think you might have a moment to introduce me to this whole “Jello-tub” concept? I got distracted at the last party before I could adequately broaden my experience…
blush Wow, really? <Tygr files this nugget away for later use.>
OK, then. Now, I believe that green Jello can stain fabric, so would it be better to risk discoloring my shorts? Or get into the spirit of things and go alfresco?
…and in consideration of that possibility, do I really have to make the joke about Jester needing to set up a wide angle shot?
Looking to you for guidance, Arden, I place myself in your hands.
[sub]as he is about to leave, he notices a body on the floor[/sub]
Isn’t that… Boy, I heard of these types of grin but I’ve never seen one before ! Guess I’ll have to pay up now.
[sub]goes to the sound system, stops the CD, plugs in the mike[/sub]
ATTENTION, EVERYBODY !!! [sub]gotta adjust the volume[/sub] Ah, better, anybody who had hardygrrl in the grudge match come collect your beer bets, I’ll be in the rubber room. Thank you, as you were.
::Moans,groans,squeals of pleasure and thumping noises are heard from the ring. It grows quiet::
Guys! Can someone throw me and Jeffy some beer, more whipped cream and some handcuffs?
::The noises start up again,even louder this time. A male voice with a sexy Southern accent says::
Damn,woman…give me just five minutes here. Let me catch my breath!
bzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZzzzzzzzzz…
:::Persephone staggers in from the backyard, dragging a chainsaw and an oak tree:::
Hey guys! Listen, I know that all the drinking and carousing is fun, but every once in a while, we’ve gotta stop and eat. Eat food. Real food. Real food that will sop up the beer in our tummies.
:::tosses oak tree on to living room floor:::
So here’s some kindling, and I’ve got hot dogs and 'smore fixins. Who’s up for a weenie roast?
Not that it matters much right now… (looks around) …but just don’t use cherry Jell-O. It stains the bathtub. If Coldfire’s renting, he’ll never get his deposit back.
Hey! You can’t light that fire in the middle of the floor!!!
…there’s not enough kindling. Here, try this gallon of lighter fluid I found when I was rummaging through Coldy’s chemical stores.
