slythe -
Not until you pay me back for the LAST time we were here! “Sure, I’ll pay the bill…”, then you ran off in some car into the sun and I got stuck with the check. Pay up, bub! < grinning >
“Men are from Earth, women are from Earth. Deal with it.” - George Carlin
Anybody know when Reg Nullify & his Cataclysmic Combo are starting?
Falcon, would you believe I was kidnapped by a set of beautiful triplets and forced to spend the weekend with them? No?
Would you believe a good-looking blonde? No?
How about an ugly hooker who lent me a 5-spot out of pity? 
Congratulations to Satan for P2K!
<marquee>2000</marquee>
Ya know Rich, in those European videos all the girls wear thigh highs and heels.
The answer is 42.
This space for rent.
Cool_Hand: I’m not much into videos, more of a texture thing.
So does that mean you’ll be manufacturing your books now, also?
The Restaurant will be available for celebrations around midnight, eastern, central even.
Hey Where’s the dish of the day? I thought that he was walking round here
Myself I will have my gargleblaster served on the nude back of a Slavorian she wench.
They seem to always give it the right kick and the conversation is quite excellent
Tyler Durden: You are not your job. You are not the money in your bank account. You are not the car you drive. You are not how much money is in your wallet. You are not your fucking khakis. You are the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world.
While waiting for midnight, check out
classic threads
I opened up the bar tonight for sunbear’s P2K event. Thre’e only gin and tonics and light Trafalmadorian beer tonight. So, sunbear should show up for one drink.
While waiting, and trying to find the threajd I hadafeu of tose gianandtoniics alredy.hic.
Look at that, Rich is passed out under the table. Someone help me drag him to a room upstairs.
FREE DRINKS!!! WHOOO-HOOOOO!!!
Give me a pan-galactic gargleblaster.
Only one, thank you.
Those who ordered a double, are you sure? If you’ll recall, a pggb is remarkably similar to being hit in the head with a lemon peel wrapped around a gold brick.
Hey, I guess I’ll join the gin jamboree. I slipped right past 1500 yesterday without even noticing. Step up to the bar, boys. This round is on me.
What do I believe in? Not much that isn’t explained by logic and scientific experiment. And, you better believe, I want to see the logic and the laboratory equipment.
–P.J. O’Rourke–