The Bar
- Discosybil
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- Location: Kansas?
- Discosybil
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- Location: Kansas?
- tonytohono
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- Discosybil
- Posts: 154
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- Location: Kansas?
- tonytohono
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- Discosybil
- Posts: 154
- Joined: Sun Sep 05, 2004 9:00 am
- Location: Kansas?
- Discosybil
- Posts: 154
- Joined: Sun Sep 05, 2004 9:00 am
- Location: Kansas?
- Discosybil
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I'm going to bed. Andre is making my mouth feel like it's rubber, eyes are fuzzy, feeling goofy, not making much sense but enjoyed talking to Geekser and Tonyhoho. Oh and Gigglesnort, I was hoping to say Hi. I still think of you when I feel like giggling.
Good night all.
Will sign off singing..........I'd like to sing the world a song, in perfect harmony. (bouncing off the hall wall, I'm sure) and jumping into bed asking if partner is awaje. Yeeeeeeehaw
Good night
Good night all.
Will sign off singing..........I'd like to sing the world a song, in perfect harmony. (bouncing off the hall wall, I'm sure) and jumping into bed asking if partner is awaje. Yeeeeeeehaw
Good night
- Discosybil
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well fuck every last one of ya fer abandoning The Bar on a Saturday night....
whatthefuckever...santafuckingcon.
yeah, i'm drunk.... WHAT?!
who wants a fucking drink..?
i am home from a fantastic work/home town holiday party. i live in fucking paradise. my community is fanfuckingtastic. OH!! one of my friends (called "f street" onplaya) offered to build whatever fucking artcar anyone can come up with and pay for. and he's for real. has a shop and everything. he did it for the cafe last year. i'm sure this'll end up on it's own thread - but for now... there it is.
shot o gran marnier for me.. anyone...???
whatthefuckever...santafuckingcon.
yeah, i'm drunk.... WHAT?!
who wants a fucking drink..?
i am home from a fantastic work/home town holiday party. i live in fucking paradise. my community is fanfuckingtastic. OH!! one of my friends (called "f street" onplaya) offered to build whatever fucking artcar anyone can come up with and pay for. and he's for real. has a shop and everything. he did it for the cafe last year. i'm sure this'll end up on it's own thread - but for now... there it is.
shot o gran marnier for me.. anyone...???
ERP ~ Emergency Resource Procurement
"if i can't find it, yer f***ed"
https://www.facebook.com/pages/ERP-Emergency-Resource-Procurement/257100377734118
how we roll:
https://www.facebook.com/TheThugboat
"if i can't find it, yer f***ed"
https://www.facebook.com/pages/ERP-Emergency-Resource-Procurement/257100377734118
how we roll:
https://www.facebook.com/TheThugboat
fine.
no one's here.
thhhppppptt!!!
holy shit!! we just had a fucking earthquake!! yeeee-haawwww!!!!!!!!!!!!!
a GOOD one too!!!
yeah!
hoo.... f*ck. i was gonna say, "fuck y'all. i'm goin to bed. and i was gonna spill the beans on my new crush..." but now i'm all riled up by tectonics.... damn! that's hot!
no one's here.
thhhppppptt!!!
holy shit!! we just had a fucking earthquake!! yeeee-haawwww!!!!!!!!!!!!!
a GOOD one too!!!
yeah!
hoo.... f*ck. i was gonna say, "fuck y'all. i'm goin to bed. and i was gonna spill the beans on my new crush..." but now i'm all riled up by tectonics.... damn! that's hot!
ERP ~ Emergency Resource Procurement
"if i can't find it, yer f***ed"
https://www.facebook.com/pages/ERP-Emergency-Resource-Procurement/257100377734118
how we roll:
https://www.facebook.com/TheThugboat
"if i can't find it, yer f***ed"
https://www.facebook.com/pages/ERP-Emergency-Resource-Procurement/257100377734118
how we roll:
https://www.facebook.com/TheThugboat
- Lydia Love
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- Location: Seattle
Santa, you complete pussy!
Every fuckin' one of ya! All I ask is that you remain coherent until I'm able4 to rejoin your bowl full of jelly shakin', motherfuckin' self a mere six hours after I am forced to leave your leave your reindeer molestin' ass.
But do you?
NO!
I found Samtzu and Sensei... the only *real* Santas as far as I'm concerned... but Sensei and I were culled from the herd with terrifying efficency and ended up at a party that promised to be "75 people and a bunch of unexpeted booze!" and turned out to be 5 rather exhauted and forlorn santas.
Not that I needed more booze... but more Santas would have been nice.
Nevermind. I had more big stupid fun today than I can last remember.
Hohoho
Every fuckin' one of ya! All I ask is that you remain coherent until I'm able4 to rejoin your bowl full of jelly shakin', motherfuckin' self a mere six hours after I am forced to leave your leave your reindeer molestin' ass.
But do you?
NO!
I found Samtzu and Sensei... the only *real* Santas as far as I'm concerned... but Sensei and I were culled from the herd with terrifying efficency and ended up at a party that promised to be "75 people and a bunch of unexpeted booze!" and turned out to be 5 rather exhauted and forlorn santas.
Not that I needed more booze... but more Santas would have been nice.
Nevermind. I had more big stupid fun today than I can last remember.
Hohoho
It's all about the squirrels.
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GuinivereElise
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- Lydia Love
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Ho-Ho-Ho!
* Sensei faceplants *
You know how they say "oil and water don't mix"? That may be true, but sometimes the combination of the two can create a rainbow of ethereal beauty. I leaned this last night when I was face down in the gutter.
Remind Sensei to kill Rob-the-Wop. About 30 minutes after Rob and Nurse Nancy left, a cute but unknown Portlander came up and asked if I was Sensei. I replied with my usual, "You got the wrong guy", but she was persistant and I admitted that I was indeed Sensei. She then handed me a small bottle of (ROB'S HOMEMADE) and warned me not to drink too much. She and her beau each had a small taste, then Sensei more or less drained the bottle. I saved a shot for Lydia-the-Light, but I figured I drank about 90 percent of it. Shortly afterwards, I made my oil+water=ethereal beauty discovery.
I can't believe I'm not hungover today! In fact, I feel like singing... Join me, won't you? We sung this at the carousel last night for 1000 people. (to the tune of Chestnuts Roasting by an Open Fire)
Chipminks roasting on an open fire
Hot sauce dripping from their toes
Yuletide squirrels fresh filleted by the choir
They poked hot skewers through their nose
Everyone know some pepper and a garlic clove
Help to make them seasoned right
Tiny rats with a crisp golden coat
Will really hit the spot tonight
And now when Santa sees his tray
There'll be some homemade chipmunk jerky for his sleigh
And every hungry child is gonna spy
To see if Chipmunks really sing when they fry
And so I'm brushing on some honey glaze
To keep them crisp and juicy too
Let's hope they get served many times, many ways
Tasty Chipmunks, good food
Portland SantaCon? Been there, done that. Seattle SantaCon? Been there, done that. Vancouver still to go! Merry Christmas everyone!
P.S. A very special THANKS goes out to MISS Love. She did about 6 hours with us, left to do her show, and FOUND us again afterwards! What a bloodhound! Then she spent about 10 min. making up for lost time (ROB'S HOMEMADE) and she was 'good to go'. And she ate with Sensei at Charlie's on Broadway at three in the freakin' morning, which is probably why Sensei isn't hugging the porcelain this very moment. THANKS AGAIN FOR A WONDERFUL NIGHT, BABE!
* Sensei faceplants *
You know how they say "oil and water don't mix"? That may be true, but sometimes the combination of the two can create a rainbow of ethereal beauty. I leaned this last night when I was face down in the gutter.
Remind Sensei to kill Rob-the-Wop. About 30 minutes after Rob and Nurse Nancy left, a cute but unknown Portlander came up and asked if I was Sensei. I replied with my usual, "You got the wrong guy", but she was persistant and I admitted that I was indeed Sensei. She then handed me a small bottle of (ROB'S HOMEMADE) and warned me not to drink too much. She and her beau each had a small taste, then Sensei more or less drained the bottle. I saved a shot for Lydia-the-Light, but I figured I drank about 90 percent of it. Shortly afterwards, I made my oil+water=ethereal beauty discovery.
I can't believe I'm not hungover today! In fact, I feel like singing... Join me, won't you? We sung this at the carousel last night for 1000 people. (to the tune of Chestnuts Roasting by an Open Fire)
Chipminks roasting on an open fire
Hot sauce dripping from their toes
Yuletide squirrels fresh filleted by the choir
They poked hot skewers through their nose
Everyone know some pepper and a garlic clove
Help to make them seasoned right
Tiny rats with a crisp golden coat
Will really hit the spot tonight
And now when Santa sees his tray
There'll be some homemade chipmunk jerky for his sleigh
And every hungry child is gonna spy
To see if Chipmunks really sing when they fry
And so I'm brushing on some honey glaze
To keep them crisp and juicy too
Let's hope they get served many times, many ways
Tasty Chipmunks, good food
Portland SantaCon? Been there, done that. Seattle SantaCon? Been there, done that. Vancouver still to go! Merry Christmas everyone!
P.S. A very special THANKS goes out to MISS Love. She did about 6 hours with us, left to do her show, and FOUND us again afterwards! What a bloodhound! Then she spent about 10 min. making up for lost time (ROB'S HOMEMADE) and she was 'good to go'. And she ate with Sensei at Charlie's on Broadway at three in the freakin' morning, which is probably why Sensei isn't hugging the porcelain this very moment. THANKS AGAIN FOR A WONDERFUL NIGHT, BABE!
- samtzu
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*Tall, red clad stranger drags his weary ass into the bar and collapses on a chair. Using the force (what's left of it) he causes a bottle of Glenlivit to levitate off of the shelf and, picking up a glass along the way, it sails over to his table. The cork lifts out, and a double is poured. The bottle is recorked. Only then does the stranger lift his face off of the table, reaches over, shifts the glass under him, and then drops his face into it. The sound of slirping is heard. The Jedi Master relaxes....*
The revolutionary does not grow up because he cannot grow, while the creative individual cannot grow up because he keeps growing ~~ Eric Hoffer
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gigglesnort
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*stranger lifts his head and watches bottle sail away... "What the fuuu......" he mumbles, but, he then figures it is his sister. The Force has always been strong in his family. He retreives bottle, using the Force, pours himself another, and this time, carefully replaces the bottle on the shelf. "Is that better?" he asks what appears to be the empty bar. A giggle comes out of nowhere, followed by a snort. He then notices the six foot pooka sitting by himself. "Cheers, Friend" he raises his glass to the rabbit, "... and to all who sail with you." He sips again, then lays his head (both sections) gently on the table. Snores soon ensue.*
The revolutionary does not grow up because he cannot grow, while the creative individual cannot grow up because he keeps growing ~~ Eric Hoffer
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gigglesnort
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gigglesnort
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cheers rabbit!
[giggles checks the santa list twice, and then produces a bottle of forgiveness for Ms. Elise, a bottle of agreement for geekie, an ibuprofen cocktail for Ms. Love, and a parcel of little dead squirrel bodies (left in my freezer by the beau) for sensei santa]
that ought to hold em for a minute.
[giggles takes off hte invisible cloak and dons her mommy apron]
[giggles checks the santa list twice, and then produces a bottle of forgiveness for Ms. Elise, a bottle of agreement for geekie, an ibuprofen cocktail for Ms. Love, and a parcel of little dead squirrel bodies (left in my freezer by the beau) for sensei santa]
that ought to hold em for a minute.
[giggles takes off hte invisible cloak and dons her mommy apron]
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gigglesnort
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