Well damn, I’m glad I kept pushing that lynch vote; even if **JSexton ** or **Fern Forest ** really are scum, at least we can still celebrate, eh? I’d say sorry to see you go, Suburban Plankton, but, well, I’m not. 
I suspect we’ll have some good stuff to go over in the morning, so I’ll be waiting anxiously. Hopefully we’ve got the mafia reeling.
Yo wolf-dude, it’s 3 parts Vodka, 1 part Blue rum, and 1 part pine-apple juice. So there!
Booh-yeah! Booh-yeah! Booh-yeah!
And Silk Panties for me.
No, no, no! The drink!
Yeah, sure. We believe that, MonkeyMensch. moves a few barstools away from MM
That’ll teach the bastard to try to steal the Krabby Patty recipe.
[Deepened voice]
Yeah, and put it in a shot glass. A dirty shot glass.
[/Deepened voice]
I’ll let my sig line speak for itself. 
Lessee. Last I checked in, JSexton was claiming doctor, Fern Forest was on the way to the gallows, and FCOD was claiming miller.
And all of a sudden, from behind, we’ve got Godfather’s Folly by a nose! Woot!
Barkeep, coffee an’ doughnuts for the cop. Beer for me. And uh…that’s it, I’m broke. Queuing cleaned me out last night.
I’ll have a beer and a Krabby Patty.
Bartender! Give me a glass and a bottle of JD…
–FCOD
Inappropriate humor to follow.
Just when I thought that I was out they pull me back in.
Oh, yeah, sorry about that. It was worth it though! (to me at least)
Barkeep!
A bottle of your second cheapest liquor for my friend, AGuEcheek,
Okay, this is soooo not fair. I called SP scummy and cast my vote for him way back near the start of the day. And I left it there, ignoring the siren calls of other suspiciously scummy actions.
Finally when it became clear (hah!) that there wouldn’t be enough votes to lynch him, I was a good team player and switched to JSexton.
And what do I find when I finally get back on? Why the lot of you jigged and jogged and lynched Suburban Plankton!
Not only didn’t I get to be in on the lynching, I wasn’t even officially one of the votes. :mad:
Okay, sure, I’m glad we offed a Mafia, but…heck, this’ll probably be the one and only time I was right– oh, forget it. But I don’t want to just sit and drink.
I want to DANCE and drink!
There’s a new afterhours club just opened up in the old cannery. Called the Sea Serpent, I believe.
Anybody want to come with me?
Sweet. 
Like sugar-coated… sugar lumps. Yeah. Dipped in chocolate. And sprinkled on ice cream, with whipped cream. And… grumbles about stupid healthy eatin’s
Err. Carry on.
Hopefully this night will last a bit longer than the last one. NAF, you said you found a replacement for Smitty, are we going to let him/her kind of catch up at least some before the night ends?
No, throw them to the wolves!
Maybe NAF was able to convince the SK to off Smitty.