Since I don’t see a candy shop around here, I’ll just give the boys my recipe for maple fudge and they can whip some up.
Oh bartender! A little Sex on the Beach, here, eh? And a Slippery Nipple and an Orgasm for my friends here.
I like this place!
Did someone request a candy shop? Here you go!
I’ll take some of those Atomic Fireballs, please. Thanks!
Pass the jellybeans this way…
I think it’s time for a Slow Gin Fizz! I think I’ll make it myself this time!
::mixing drink::
Ahhhh, that is soooo good! Just what I needed. Hey! I see a basketball court over there. Does anyone wanna play some one on one? How about 21? Let’s go!!
Chocolate… I need chocolate…
Oooo, great idea adding the Fannie Mays shelf into the candy shop. Fabulous.
sighs because she still underage Ah well soon I shall be able to go clubbing and drink as much as I want. (Though I’m not gonna get drunk. I never saw the point in that.) I may as well relax here. orders a rootbeer float and lays by the pool relaxing in the sun… snaps her fingers Can I get a massage over here? I’m tired from my first day at the new job. relaxes happily almost melting under the magic fingers of the masseuse and sips her float… closes her eyes and has an expression on her face like the cat who swallowed the canary* If this isn’t heaven its sure as hell close to it.*
You wouldn’t believe the day I’ve had. The only thing that got me through it was knowing I could collapse here with the Haggle, at Hag Heaven.
::collapses on lounge chair; toes off shoes; moans pitifully::
If any stalwart male Hagster would consider bringing a tall gin & tonic, and maybe some of those boiled crayfish to nibble on, I’d surely appreciate it.
Omigod, omigod, he’s massaging my instep.
Blissed out,
Veb
(Zyada enters the bar area)
(Perkily) Anyone want to learn some belly-dance moves?
(Finally notices all the Hags sipping drinks, reading and getting massages)
Nevermind
(Wanders off to the Dance Cabana and starts playing Santana - BTW Green Bean, great idea!)
“…It’s just like the ocean under the moon…”
Oh my, this is lovely!
:::crunch crunchWHIRRRRRcrunch:::
Ahhh, strawberry margaritas.
Excuse me, I think I’ll go toss a towel down on the beach, sip my margarita, and paint my toenails.
Thank you sooooo much, Green Bean! This is outstanding!
Green Bean, this is wonderful! You’ve done a great job!
Who’s joining me in the hot tub?
MMMMMmmmm, this hot tub is the Best! It’s all in the way you settle yourself on the little jets, and this baby has three times the regular…yeeeyeeeeyeeeeyeeee! Hooooooooooooo…
Foot Boy! Please hep me out! It’s been a long day.
I think we need several more Foot Boys. Veb just looks too happy to tear him away…
Where is RT anyway? He’s the Master Massuer. Between the back rubs and the foot massages, this is harder work than the lawn.
But, I sure love having my fingers on all these lovely Hags. Wouldn’t trade this job for anything.
BTW, Miss Green Bean, you really let the lawn go to hell while you were busy getting the inside of this place ready. It’s going to take a lot of work out there.
Coming, Elelle. Did you want a drink, too? What kind?
JimB, you lovely thang! I would love a Watermelon Absinthe! With a tiny umbrella please!
My big toe needs some extra work, thanks! Hoooo, I’m so tired…hope I don’t drown…
::staggers back in to the haggle, looking HAGgard::
Omigod! What a sucky day!
::Jumps into the hot tub with Jeannie. Nacho brings a tall cool glass of iced tea. The masseur runs over and rubs my shoulders::
Ahh. I’m starting to feel better. Thanks, Hags!
In a few minutes, I’ll attend to the administrative tasks. But for now…mmmm…
Hey Jeannie! Quit playing footsie with me, willya?
::stumbles in the door and looks around, bleary eyed::
14 hours of dog wresting and cat wrangling can really wear a girl out. Since I am covered in blood and you don’t want to know what else, I don’t think anyone wants me sharing the hot tub with them right now.
Bartender? Buttery Nipple please! ::gulp!:: Mmmmm…
::Heads for a hot, steamy shower, stripping as she goes:: Have one of the boys pick up my clothes for me, will you? And schedule me in for a full body massage once I am clean.
Michi–
Watch out for that Locker Room Attendant! He’s got more than his professional duties on his mind.
Trust me Green Bean, until I wash all the gore off me, NO ONE will want to come within 10 feet of me. Last night’s theme in the ER seemed to be external parasite night. I’ve been picking fleas out of my hair and out of my bra all night long!
Now, once I am all cleaned up…it’s the locker room attendant who may have to watch out. 
Bwahaha! That would make a great thread: What interesting things do you find in your underwear? When I am working as a raft guide, I just find a lot of sand and rocks and stuff.
I think I’m gonna curl up on that chaise over there and take a nap. zzzz
Calredic comes dashing in, completely out of breath
S-Sorry I’m… gasp… so late, everyone… pant… I tell you, what a day it’s been. But nevermind about me, has anyone perchance seen–ah, there you are, my little cracked-corn cutie! Fear not, my dear, Calredic is here to soothe away the worries of the day. Let me get you that drink…
…oh, you want me to go right to the foot massage? It’d be my distinct pleasure–though I should warn you, after all these years of writing and playing videogames, these two hands of mine are a bit more… skilled… at digital manipulation than most mens’. Not a problem, you say? Well, okay, but don’t say I didn’t warn you…
Tinglingly yours,
Calredic
Oh, Calredic is here!
Well, I just finished writing a 12 page paper analyzing the speed and effeiciency of the American gov’t and whether it is prepared to meet and demands of the 21st century, and I am pooped! I don’t care if it’s almost 1 am, let me at that hot tub.
Calredic, you can do anything you want with your fingers, as long as it feels good
Anybody need drinks? I’m gonna make myself a Sex in the Hot Tub - a new version with chives. Don’t worry, it’s wonderful.
Someone wake me up at 10 for my Social Problems final, ok? Thanks!