Hey ssskuggiii, come over to the hot tub, Esprix is giving massages!
Mmm, I could go for a massage, but you’ll have to direct me to the hot tub. Luckily I’m already wearing my little black bikini. 
“little black bikini” mmmmmmmm…
BOING!!!
I mean, you look ravishing, my dear.
Follow me.
Cranky, ponch, jjj! Thanks for coming!
Thanks for the gift, Cranky! Let’s see what we can do with this… ::: picking up bungee cords and KY :::
Hey, ChrisP…c’mere…
ponch—you keep your pants ON. Mmmm, love that uniform. Now where’s a fireman when you need him…big yellow pants…drool…
jjj! Ahhh…a waterlemon…maybe ssskuggiii can inject it with some vodka. While we wait, step over here to the giant margarita! Nen, another straw please. A clean one.
My turn for karaoke:
Every day we sweat it out on the streets of a runaway American dream
At night we ride the mansions of glory and suicide machines
Sprung from cages on highway 9, chrome wheeled, fuel injected and steppin’ out over the line
Oh, baby, this town rips the bones from your back…it’s a death trap, it’s a suicide rap
We gotta get out while we’re young, ‘cause tramps like us, baby, we were born to run…
Am I singing this with you, cause I’m not sure I know this one. I’ll just add some visuals.
Starts pole dancing
::grabs ChrisP’s arm and follows him to hot tub:: So, how do you like the pina coladas?
Very nice, baby. Now let me get off the pole here…and lets get to the hot tub.
You don’t know Born To Run? Springsteen? Okay…let’s see…how about…
Puff, the Magic Dragon, lived by the sea
And frolicked in the autumn mist
In a land called Honnah Lee…
No, no, no…that’s not good for pole dancing…Ok…
::: puts on porn flick music :::
bow chick a bow bow…
Somebody help me out here! Hey, ssskuggiii…lookin’ good! (Thinking to self: I’d better do something about this–I’m the star of this party!)
::: takes off shirt to reveal black leather bustier, complete with enticing cleavage :::
::leads ChrisP into hot tub, making sure he doesn’t slip, and then steps in and sits in his lap:: is the water warm enough for you, ChrisP?
Hey baby, nice, uh, necklace, yeah, that’s what I’m staring at, yeah. Hey, why dont we all just saunter over to the hot-tub together. I’m gonna need someone to keep an eye on Esprix, while he’s giving massages.
All right…Esprix, you didn’t bring a gift did you? No problem…your gift to me will be a sensual massage. There’s a whole table full of oils and stuff from denbo and Cranky.
You may begin. After you take off your pants.
with an almost-ominous chord of violins dpr enters
Hey Sunshine - congrats!! SOrry I’m late.
gets present out
I wasn’t sure if you wanted one of these but had a hunch you’d like your very own mind controller.
So where are the drinks and where can I put my coat?
walks over to Cranky–nods to deflated male doll
So…ah…whatcha got there? Something tells me you won’t need that for long. Say, how do you like your men? Dry or wet? eyes hot tub and winks
::looks at all the alcohol::
Body shots, anyone??
Next song to sing: Piano Man
G’day Michi,
how YOU doin’?
Count me in for body shots.
And Karaoke? reserves Throw Your Arms Around Me
“Sing us a song your the piano man,
SIng us a song tonight,
Well we’re all in the mood for a melody,
And you’ve got us feelin’ alright.”
I love that song, it is one of my faves.
::steps out of hot tub to greet Michi and dpr:: Welcome to the party. Can I make you guys anything to drink? ::goes to inject vodka in that poor neglected watermelon while waiting for a reply from Michi and dpr::
Hey ss,
A black russian would be great thanks.
Have we missed much?
Starts the Karaoke up
[tap][tap] Is this thing on?
Hey Guys, I just flew all the way from Heuston, and boy, are my arms tired! [rimshot]
anyway, on with the show
you are our sunshine,
our only sunshine,
you make us happy,
when skies are grey,
We hope you know, dear,
how much your posts rock,
sunshine, you brighten our day!
I’m here all week! try the chicken wings!
hmm…I’ll have a Buttery Nipple, and then, well, I guess anyone who wants a body shot can have a buttery nipple too!
Oh, and I’m a sucker for men with accents…