Or, better late than never. I almost missed the fact that our intrepid flyboy, Vestal Blue has been registered on this board for a whole year now. I guess that means he’s become a true regular, a real old-timer, a (well, you get the idea)
So, the party is ready. Snacks are on that table in the corner, a shelf full of Cinnamon and Almond massage oils is in the other corner, by the massage room (lit only by candlelight), drinks are on the bar, alcoholic and non, take your pick. An extra supply of his favorite 151 and cokes are laid in as well as your usual conglomerate.
Now, my dear friend, what else would you like at your party? In that room to the left I have plenty of pillows, in case a wild pillow fight should accidentally break out. <cue huge fake wink and sassy smile> Did I leave anything out?
Happy Birthday, Vestal Blue!
I dragged my hot tub off the truck and set it up in the backyard, brought my trademark vanilla massage oil to add to the other flavors, and … hey, what is this pillow for?
Staggering now from the double blow, purplebear attempts to hit Falcon, only to hit Scotti again in passing, and overcompensating, follows the pillow around till she falls flat on her…ahem
VB comes into the room, wiping grease off his hands, and setting the wrench down.
“A party for me?! Thanks, Purp! And my favourite sassy bird is here, along with sweet Scotti! Nice hot tub! Let’s get it filled, while the pillow fight is going on”.
VB breaks out a lawn chair and sits down with a tall cold glass of Rum & Coke, watching the ladies viciously Thwappp each other with their…pillows.
Noticing that Smoothie and VB are busy talking to each other and not watching the pillow fight for a moment, purplebear quietly slips around behind them. When VB puts his drink down, she Twappps him upside his head with her…pillow, also narrowly missing Smoothie.
You’re quite welcome, VB. Hello, Smoothie. Care for a drink? We have lots of choices, including some frozen strawberry daquiris.
I see the hot tub’s just about full. I wonder where the rest of the party animals are at?
Whoa! Two Girls By Sea? Oh…Never mind; It’s either the rum or being thwapped upside the head by that fiendish PB!
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There. I’ve missed you gals too! Smoothie hon, I don’t have rt chat capability anymore here, so this and email will have to do; and you may email me anytime.
I’ll try not to be as much a stranger around here, but work really is tight, so my volume won’t be near what it was.
Why, it’s so good to see you, GBS! I’ve missed you too. Feel free to email me anytime, and I’ll answer quickly, I promise. Glad to see you here, can I get you something to drink?
Giving VB her best innocent look, purp smiles. You’re welcome, and thanks for the hug. Whatsa matta? Too strong for you, dear?
Then, while his attention is on the lovely Falcon, purp sneaks up behind him and hits him on his backside, just as he is straightening up from Falc’s blows, knocking him over. <good thing he set his drink down before he got whapped by Falcon!>
Unfortunately, purplebear doesn’t see sneaking up behind her… :eek:
