Well, since Guy Stuff is too damn big for its own good, here you go.
As an update:
The Dopers stole a spaceship from the American government and met some aliens and from them learned the secret of a ‘Fountain of Tequila’, that is, a never ending supply of Tequila, through matter creation (fuck Einstein).
I then decided to build some nifty spaceships of my own, specifically designed for partying (hot tubs, pools, well stocked bars…) and was about to take off with them. Of course, the board designers never intended for a thread to break 1000 posts, so the other one must fade into a happy oblivion.
Of course, we can’t just let the party die, can we?
I sold my soul to Satan for a dollar. I got it in the mail.
I’m right behind you, PCW! SPLASH
bring on the frozen margaritas…
WOW! that’s hot! sizzle…sizzle
Life is teaching you some painful lessons. But it is from adversity that strength is born. You may have lost the inning, but I know you’ll win the game.
Now wait just a feckin’ John Wayne minute here – margaritas and hot tubs? We’ll not be totin’ any damnable yuppie baggage into the great beyond.
Somebody throw them folks a brew and teach ‘em how to belch proper. (I swear by the saints, ya try to have a simple little intergalactic party and the feckin’ beautification committee moves in and starts tryin’ ta gentrify the place . . . )
Dr. Watson
“Nothing seems to hang on like it used to.”
Yes, I know. I’ll never be in danger of drowning, will I?
Hey! I can belch with the best of ya’s! just give me a little more to drink and I’ll prove it!
I don’t want a brew, prefer my own poison, thank ‘ou ver’ muchhhh!!!
Oh, and where’d that flyboy VB get to now?
Say, Pony, what’s that??? it’s waking up, whatever it is…hic
BELLCCHHHHHHHHHH!!! sorry!
Life is teaching you some painful lessons. But it is from adversity that strength is born. You may have lost the inning, but I know you’ll win the game.
Shadowfox appears in the middle of the room, thinking to herself “Thank God they installed a transporter on this ship”. She quickly eyes the hot tub, decides that there too many females and not enough males in there, and heads over to the keg. After five or six beers have gone down, she decides that the captain looks bored, so she rips off her shirt and sits on his lap and starts whispering sweet nuthings in his ear.
Shadowfox
“The dead have risen, and they’re voting Republican!” - Bart Simpson
::removing Purplebear’s or PCW’s flotation device holder from snorkel::
Not that I really care, having fresh frozen 'rita in hand and slightly soggy hand puppet in other, but who’s minding the bridge? And why does that stupid red light keep flashing??
Why, how nice of you to DROP in, VB! to my lap, that is… hehehe…
Now that you’re here, hand me the squishy thing to lather myself up with…
oh, and someone hand me 'nother margar…margarITA, yeah, that’s it!
<giggles and looks for VB slidding under the water…>
Hey, that tickles!!!
Life is teaching you some painful lessons. But it is from adversity that strength is born. You may have lost the inning, but I know you’ll win the game.
What little red light, Pony??
Oh, you mean that one???
<strange ominous sounds coming from front of craft…>
oops! I wasn’t 'sposed to touch that, I think!
Life is teaching you some painful lessons. But it is from adversity that strength is born. You may have lost the inning, but I know you’ll win the game.
