Hey, eveybody, big party here! (SHHHH, Don't tell Falcon!)

You may or may not have noticed, but there is a poster here who is always ready with kind words and huggs when we need it and who is the official SDMB chat addict. She is the one everyone secretly hopes will post with an “I’m coming too” message when we start a thread about a dopefest. She is, naturaly, the one and only, Falcon. She is also about to pass 3000 posts, so I’m throwing her a suprise party. I’ve rented this warehouse to house the throng, and bribed the police so anything goes. I have a group of Chippendale dancers oiling up in the back for the shindig, and there are four open bars here. Back in the corner, you’ll find scented oils, pillows and various…toys…to make the evening fun, and that scuzzy looking guy over there can probobly supply you with other intoxicants if you so desire. Falc should hit the milestone tomorrow or Wednesday, and when she does, I’ll tell her there is a free pair of Redskins season tickets in here for her.( THAT ought to get her attention!) When she comes in, everyone jump out and yell “SUPRISE!”. Until then, everyone hide behind the couch.

Dave, get your hand off my ass!

I’m just hiding behind the couch, trying to mind my own business waiting for Falcon…Sheesh! :slight_smile:

Good idea, dave. Gonna have to be one big-assed couch, though, because EVERYONE will want to be here.

One quick question: do the lights have to be out already?

This group, all hiding behind the couch, with the lights off?

Cripes, by the time Falcon shows up, we’ll all be… er… ‘changing’.
Happy 3000, sweets.

Dude, I’m SO there.

Mind if I strip nekkid and put on my Red Hot Chili Peppers Sock? You know, to surprise her?

Given her sig line about you and the wooden shoe, I’d say it’s highly appropriate.

Oh man, Coldfire. Something tells me that somebody’s going to make some remark about a shoe to go with that sock.
Consider yourself warned…BTW, I like that sock.
:smiley:

Coldie how do you fit the sock over the wooden shoe? ::Makes sure he’s sitting faaar away from Coldfire::
Keith

Drat! Too late. Sorry, Coldfire.

I tried.

Why, of course I’m here for her party! Wouldn’t miss it for the world!

Now, Coldy, may I be the first to offer you some…umm…help with that sock? :wink:

Hey! Quit staring at my sock, you sickos! It’s for FALCON.

It’s awfully hard to stop staring when you have it draped across my lap. I think someone has a pretty …inflated opnion of himself.

Well, I don’t know about the rest of you but I’m ready for some serious boozin’. I’ll just nurse this margarita while I stare at Coldy’s sock.

Sorry Odie, forgot to take the packaging cartboard out. There, all better now.

I didn’t know that zucchinis were considered “packaging material” these days. Shades of Spinal Tap, Coldie.

:: carries in contributions for the “fun” corner ::

Maybe I could hide over here under this table instead, since there are already so many people behind the couch.

Anyone care to join me?

Don’t forget your sock when you come to Dublin, Coldie. :smiley:

I’ll join ya, KittKatt; though if only to avoid being around Coldie and his sock.

Man, you could’ve at least used a washed sock. How long has that thing been in your locker at the gym?

I’m going for my third margarita since Coldy’s sock has attracted such a crowd that I can’t even get near it. I’m starting to feel tipsy, guess I forgot to eat dinner…

C’mon over, John. I grabbed a bottle of tequila and some limes on my way.