…and now you’re back, from outer space
When you walk in the door with that same old look upon your face…
and you see me, with somebody new…I’m not that chained up little person still in love with you…
Good to see ya, Chief, DRY! (smilies aborted for this post)
Take your pants off and sidle up to the giant margarita…Nen has straws.
::: looks around for someone to shove into the hot tub…day-glo orange doesn’t run, does it? :::
[walks in carrying two large coconuts, a set of rubber gloves, a penlight, a beheaded GI Joe doll, a can of bon ami cleanser, and three bungee cords].
I didn’t have time to put this together or I would’ve missed the party, but trust me, these are the makings of a GREAT gift!!
[tries to put car keys into pocket and from pile in arms drops a previously not-visible large tube of KY jelly and what looks suspiciously like a male blow-up doll, still deflated]
As long as you continue with the cherry thing! Bring – me–two pina coladas, I want one for each hand… sings drunkenly
Let’s set sail with Captain Morgan…
::brings over two pina coladas served in hollowed-out pineapples to ChrisP:: Sure you can handle both of these, cowboy? ::continues sucking at the cherry in her mouth:: If you need anything else, just ask me. I’ll be right over here.