Forget the lobster…hand me the butter. (EG!)
<hands Michi the butter>
anything else? i still have some whipped cream, and Falcon hasn’t gotten back to me yet…
Your wine miss…
oops, some of that spilled, here, let me get that for you…
Eh, I was crying in my beer, inoci.
Now then…think we can find a use for that whipped cream? leer
watching everyone pair off Hmmmmm. Oh well. Just don’t forget that I brought the ice…when you get that far.
:: Obviously rejected by Anniz come up with a great idea!!!
Limbo!!!
How low can you go??
In whatever context you would like to take that.
Someone hand me a broom, a beer, and put some limbo music on
Hi etgaw1, no I don’t reject you.
Sorry, I must have felt asleep.
You’re looking good today I see.
(Runs nekked around the ship, with a number of pissed off monkeys chasing him)
AHHHH!!! Help! I just wanted to say Hi to the cute little hairy guys! I let em out of that room and now they’re trying to kill me!! Somebody!!!
Well damn! Breaking into the party scene is hard around here. What do you have to do? Get naked, smear your body in whip cream, get really polluted? Wait a minute, I’ve already done that. Better find a different party. CIAO
Um, little problem with the limbo here.
(Baseball, think baseball.)
chokes on piece of ice
Damn. You want some ice for that?
Wow–a goat and dueling cobras made of whipped cream. Yummy. And a medium rare steak. I’m rested and ready for more beer. But darn, I thought someone would figure out a use for that scented massage oil while I was basking. Is it finally party time?
i don’t know if it scares or excites me that with all the monkey-business going on around here, as_u_wish still thinks the party isn’t in full swing.
struuter, i might beat you at limbo. after all, i’m standing here with butter and whipped cream and no one seems to be interested. my ego, among other things, is deflating rapidly…
Anniz Thanks I feel better now. How about a beer and some limbo?
Thanks, yes give me a beer and about the limbo,
I’ll skip it, I rather sit here next to you…
:: Grin ::
That works for me :: Grin ::
:: Sit next to Anniz and starts up good long conversation.
::wanders in:: Hey, Dave, happy 1000…
:eek:
::grabs a can of whipped cream, a bottle of fudge syrup, and a VERY nekkid man::
I’ll be back… don’t wait up!
It has to be a VERY long conversation or you can escorte me
to a cabin, because it’s bedtime for me now.
I don’t suppose I cann escort you to your cabin and have very long discussion. 
G’night.
OK…so steak is finished…now Soul, where is that chocolate fondue pot? Oh yes, in my private room. Come along!