OK, I’m having a an SD party, since its really slow at work right now. And you’re ALL invited.
The only catch is that you MUST bring your favourite celebrity date. I’m bringing Tim Robbins. I know, I know; he’s married. Well, fine, Susan can tag along. I saw ‘The hunger’. 
Who will you bring to my party?
Sam Neill. Hubba-hubba!
I’m here with Jeri Ryan, but we’ll be leaving early, if you know what I mean
I’ll be there. With Tim Curry. Thanks for the invite.
Well, I hate to be an ass and bring two people, but Salma Hayek AND Heather Graham both wanted to come along. What’s a boy to do?
Nicole Kidman and I will both be there.
But, you won’t see us for long, since I’m going to whisk her into the nearest private chamber for several hours of hot, sloppy sex.
I would bring Jared Leto but we will never make it out of the limo & into the party. 
Kevin Kline - just don’t take your boots of if he’s near you!
He may not be a gay guy but he plays one on TV…I’ll be squiring Eric McCormack.
I’m bringing Amber Benson and Alyson Hannigan. The three of us will be in the corner. No, I don’t want to talk to anyone else.
Who is she going to spend the rest of those hours with after you finish in five minutes?
:: fleeing ::
Yer pal,
Satan
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Six months, three weeks, four days, 19 hours, 51 minutes and 23 seconds.
8353 cigarettes not smoked, saving $1,044.14.
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David B used me as a cite!*
You bring Tim Robbins; I’ll bring Tom Robbins.
Kevin Spacey and I will be making hot monkey love behind the sofa, but you see up pop up for some cocktails.
Does anyone mind if JC from *NSYNC stops by? I know the music sucks, but he’s cute and I won’t let him sing. 
I couldn’t decide if I wanted to invite Mel Gibson or Harrison Ford, so I asked both. I hope you don’t mind; after all mouthbreather set a precedent.
I would’ve invited one of my NASCAR drivers, but they’re not celebrities. Then I considered Hugh Jackman, but I only think he’s sexy when he’s in character as Wolverine. So, I’ll be accompanied by the lovely (and CANADIAN) Scott Speedman, of “Felicity.”
{strolls into the room on the arm of a distinguished but mysterious gentleman}
Please, no nametags. Cecil, well, he hates them, you understand…
Veb
::flees, chortling madly, just ahead of lightning::
rocks in with the delightful Emily Mortimer on his arm
sigh
Well, I’m bringing Joe Perry and Vincent Spano and David Duchovny. One on each arm and one to hold the little trailing hemline of my sequined frock so I don’t trip.
All of their wives can stay their skanky butts at home…
We will be staying a little while, to make everyone jealous of us…
sighsighsigh
What was that irritating 80s pop song?
…oooooonly in my dreeeeaaaaammmmmmmmssss…
Well, Bruce Campbell and Pierce Brosnan and I might swing by if our…um…schedules…permit.
Well, I thought of Hugh Jackman too, but his wife probably sees little enough of him. So I’m bringing David Patrick Kelly, natch!
