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montana wildhack
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LeChatNoir
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EvilDustBooger
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***inside the worm hole***
I will resist the urge to make a smartass post.
I will resist the urge to make a smartass post.
Resistance is weakening....must hit something and get out of here...
shh!
don't encourage him..
ohhh... chocolate sounds really good right now...
This is like the Waltons in reverse!
Hi MSky
Hi GE
Hi Blue
Hi BullD
Hi Giggles
Hi anyone I missed
if this absolute BULLSHIT is not quashed.
I can't believe this horseshit.
Y'all, that is, all of y'all that aint TOTALLY FUCKED UP better have your drinks in here with me because there is NO FUCKING WAY I am gonna go to the on playa meet n' abrade with the creep factor "hitting 9.5".
WTF?!
i feel better now, but only slightly
can someone trustworthy make me a soothing beverage please?
Where is the fairy vibefather???
There will be no boy bands here - only vibes! Long live the hitachi!!
*Crawls out from NEBlanket stands and wanders around a bit, loosening up his muscles in preparation for a good serious drink of orange juice. He swings the jug up to his lips, misses, and slams himself in the eye with the jug, pouring orange juice into his occular orb, and covering the right side of his face with orange juice, which runs down his body and pools on the floor. He whimpers, sits down, wraps the blanket around himself again, sticks his thumb in his mouth, and pouts*
ohhh... I feel dirty... and I like it....
*Tall dark stranger staggers in, goes behind the bar and pulls out a gallon of orange juice. He picks a table close to the bathroom and pulls up a chair. He grabs a corner of the NEBlanket and wraps it around his emaciated torso, takes of slug of orange juice, sticks his thumb in his mouth, and pouts for a bit.* Gaaaack....
(Walking in to see the bar empty, LCN goes about checking the tub temperature, insuring that all bottles are in their proper places, and generally tidying up the joint a bit.
plugging in the very large crock pot, the cat takes to slicing up fresh ingredients and tossing them in...
Finding a large paint marker with the sparkliest of sparkly ink, he writes on a piece of paper, “Creamy Potato and Broccoli soup - will be ready by the time you guys come dragging in”
After signing the note with a ink dabbed paw, he heads out to work.)
_________________
But let me check (digging around in magic ditty-bag)
Aha!! One cosmo! And it even has your name on it (pointing to the almost dry sharpy marker ink spelling out “Blue” on the rim of the glass)
well well well.....let's see if there's any left-overs here........hmmmm some peanuts....I'll help myself to that........
Who's been typing cyrilic? because
Quote:
The newest registered user is Òèøêà
Holy shit! it's fuckin' GIRLS NIGHT in the bar!
*scrawls sign with crayon: "LADIES NIGHT. ALL LADIES DRINK FREE!"*
perfect. what're you all having??
· sitting quietly in the back of the bar, closes notebook, and walks out without saying a word*
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· aw, shit. Z! get back in here!
*sniffs armpits a la Ducky from Pretty in Pink* do I o-ffend??
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·
_______ Oh yea. he is got some great hair. I love his curls. I wanted to play with em. But.. well. you know i'm just shy like that.
I love boys with curly hair.
·
· The bar has not been adequately stocked of late so I'm dropping off a case of Maker's Mark, Ketel One, Jameson's, a mixed case of various Cruzan Rums from the US Virgin Islands, and a special case of XXX Siglo Treinta ultra-premium tequila for everyone to enjoy.
(I forgot who mentioned the Jameson's but I made an error in judgement in saying Maker's Mark was the only good whisky out there. Now I know better.)
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Thu Jan 20, 2005 7:28 pm Post subject:
Someone mentioned Animal House, so I thought I'd wear a toga tonight. ~smashes guitar, smiles~
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· ______ nipples!!!
I miss you during the day!!!
*hugs and kisses nipples, all over, especially his toga-bared chest*
Ring pokes his hed through the door
{"Hmm...I've never been in here before...I've always just lurked about...it seems like a fun place to hang out...I'll have to come back when I have more time..."}
Grabs some coffee and scurries out the door.
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
I got zee bar all to myself!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
French Fries and Palestinian Falafels ....HAaaaHaaa Haaaaaaa!
All to myself!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
what kind of weird night crawling computer parasite square eyeballed nerdgeek neon blooded moon devotee of psycho keyboardism would stay up this late on this dumb ass board anyway?
Alright, I see you out there, Miss Blueniteowl!
Once again with the staying up all freakin' night (nite)! We should be ashamed of ourselves.
You bartending?
*In rush men in yellow hazmat suits and begin construction building a sick room for the bar. The men finish in record time and dash out onto the playa.*
Excellent *cough, hack, wheeze* timing, man. Thanks.
Now, can we get to the hot tub from here? I'm so goddamned sore from coughing....
Okay, I'll tell you.
~signals to bartender whom did not ask to come closer~
I walked off the job I am the resident artist* at last Thursday,
two hours into the day. Been there since August 10.
They asked me to come back, starting tommorow.
Which is sort of weird, becasue my gf works there.
I just sorta kinda maybe broke up w/her tonight...
So.. as they say, when a door closes, it slaps you on the ass!
~raises arm to toast~
To Irony!
*their title, not mine. everything is art if anything is, afaikt.
Yep.. that was us. You were roasting us slowly with your silvery emergency blankets.
ah.. a perfect bmw. Gosh i love having a stocked bar in the house
(I'll put on my hotpants when i get home...)
Jesus H Godblased Christ, Guini!!!!
Yes! Nice pants... or, at least, nice filler material... whoooo ahhhhhhh...!!
Well, I'm off to sleepy bye land folks... and "Without a Paddle" is not as bad as it appears... for shear entertainment, it ain't half bad... but I've seen worse... and it's... welllllllll...... it's cheap entertainment...
*sets about stoking fire, getting a blaze going. Tops off whiskeys, find a couple of pillows, sets them down, and busies herself arranging the NE Blanket*
Dang! I missed the pink pasties and tassles?! Crap, I'm missing everything!
*gulp, gulp*
sorry: the boots. I like the hotpants, but I can't do platform stilettos... too many years dancing in my bared feet that can't really get into the heels thing. I like platforms, but not HEELED platforms.
besides, I usually need all the balance I can get, in certain circumstances... like one foot on the ground, one foot over someone's shoulder.... *evil grin*
· grabbing all nine cases of Pete's *
this is ours now. the fish can have as many as she can drink before we do.
and we'll need several of those shots.
_________________
She passed me too, Stuie... fuck...
*raising glass*... here's to Guinivere... may she post forever.... *downs shot, slams glass on bar* Next...
am a slave to light and shadow... which, for me, translates into form. I'm not lost on color, but the 'flow' of an object touches me deeply. Van Gogh drives me up the wall (he did the same to himself) as does Mozart (listening to Piano concerto #21 right now!)... but, my wiring is to follow the path (I am a hunter, as opposed to a gatherer), and the path of form fascinates me... I find that 'pitcher' to be very beautiful... graceful. It flows in a way that I wish my prose would...
hmmmm....eplaya brothel.... maybe i need to diversify...
*Tall dark stranger stumbles into the bar with a case of sniffles... it appears that he is not going to work today... he wanders over to the never ending blanket and finds it occupied. He very carefully raises an edge and slides in next to a small, sleeping form. He cuddles in close to her, closes his eyes, and begins to doze...*
*Tall dark stranger lifts his head from the blanket.... wonders if he dreamed of non existence for an hour or so, then gives it up as a metaphysical puzzle best left tangled, snuggles back into his partner, and goes back to sleep...*
{giggles carefully untangles herself from teh tall dark stranger she finds herself snuggled up next to, tucks the blanket around his form, and kisses his forehead, placing a box of tissues near just in case he needs htem}
(I just had the craziest dream..... that I was sleeping, and in my dream I tried to wake up, but hte world had ceased to exist......)
Coffee and carrot juice please
*In rush men in yellow hazmat suits and begin construction building a sick room for the bar. The men finish in record time and dash out onto the playa.*
Good morning everyone. I will have a bit of whiskey to start the day and none of the good stuff but just cheap ass whiskey that will melt the paint of the hood of a car. Back to work for now.
That is just sick.
~takes picture, with permission~
We better get you boys out of here.
~guides nipples & paps from bar~
Goodnight, all!
wait: did woodrow just ask about BHA? somethin' you wanna tell us, Sam, about the lil' one?
No, Woodrow talks in bold italics, my soto voice speaks softly...
... But now that you mention it... Hey! He's cute...
SHUT THE FUCK UP!! Sorry...
You would have loved my Falstaff... hell, you've seen my Falstaff...
... ME??...
Not quite what I meant, but, yeah, you qualify...
... Goody!!...
It's not a compliment...
· puuufffff.....hoooooo......
puuuuffffff.........whoooooooo......
puuuuffffff........hhhhhhoooooooooooo.......... *
puuuuuufffff ......hooooooooooo
puuuuuuuffffff............ hoooooooooooo
puuuuuuuuuuuuffffff..............hoooooooooo
mmmmmmm.
Hello, all...
What’s that? Needin’ a beer?
Where’s all that Idropped off this morning. Anybody seen it?
Aha!!
*pop*
Glunk, glunk, glunk
fizzle...
Here you go, one English Ale
And one big hug
(Squeeze)
Who else is still hanging round in here anyway?
Oh, I see you've already got one of each... well... now you've got two
14 fricking guests tonight? What are you people doing out there?!
The door opens, and in steps blueniteowl. She unwraps herself from her many layers, looks around and sighs. She puts her stuff away and proceeds to slip behind the bar and pour herself a glass of wine. She then settles into a big comfy chair in front of the fire.
Mon Jan 17, 2005 4:53 pm
...No... what he asked was, can you take all of it.... heh heh heh... heh... hee hee hee....
_________________
Hey! It's me!!!
Looks like I have some catching up to do. Bartender, please! ...a gallon of tequila for me and my friends!!
And vegitables... have you ever plucked a carrot out of the ground and heard it scream? Man, that's horrible... there's nothing like it... except for squeezing a tomatoe until it pops... but, that's fun...
... we need to squeeze all those little bastards...
I KNOW you'll hurt me... but it would still be worth it.... and chicks dig scars...
... which must be why they leave them all over us...
Sun Jan 16, 2005 5:46 pm Post subject:
Helloooo? Jeebus, no one's here. It's fuckin' January, that's supposed to mean that everybody stays home and pisses around on the eplaya. Whatever. ~ uncorks fresh bottle of Michter's American Whisky, fills 'Less Talk More Monkey' shot glass and puts to bucket ~ Ah. Drink of the gods. Fuckos.
*sips coffee....adds some hazelnut creamer. Bites into a donut, another sip of coffee*
HOT TUB, HOT TUB, HOT TUB!! GO GIGGLES, GO!! JET, JET, JET!!
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oh, sorry
Quote:
How do you cook a squirrel?
I confess that (out of pure curiosity once) I have eaten squirrel before (my sister cooked it) and it was tasty.
Did it taste like chicken?
tee hee! {blush}_________________blah blah blah de blah blah
Good morning girls. Is there coffee?
It did taste a bit like chicken. Hmmm....How come everything tastes like chicken??????????
morning sput {pours a cup} children beckon....and laundry mountain {makes faces} keep the hot tub warm!_________________blah blah blah de blah blah
That's a cute monkey, Donita. Morning Sput.
Thanks for the java. Lots to do today, so I'll be popping in and out._________________http://projectmegapixels.org
Martiansky wrote:
I thought only monkeys threw crap!
**flings poo across the room and giggles**
Hooflungpoo?! *Ducks, barely in time to avoid the flying poo! Gets up to find the roll of duct tape behind the bar* he he, here monkey.......... *grabs monkey and wraps it up with duct tape*
Hey!!! You can't do that!!! It's DUCK tape, not monkey tape. Sheesh._________________blah blah blah de blah blah
Yuck! Now who's gonna clean up that poo? Where's the magic wand? Giggs do you still have the "clean-up wand"?
Dang, you're right Giggles! Where's that monkey tape!!
Monkey: Woo-Ooo-Ooo-Aaw-Aaw-Aaw !!!
Martiansky Joined: 04 Dec 2003Posts: 2660Location: Duluth, MN Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2005 10:35 am Post subject:
*finds monkey tape.....chases monkey around bar for several minutes. Gives up and flings poo back at monkey...wearing a rubber glove mind you*
(Door flings open with great gusto...) Mornin’ people... (Raising up my magical ditty bag and pouring out quite a large number of various flavors of those yummy, individually wrapped chocolate balls you see around) I brought ya’ll something. Seemed like these would be nice to nibble on along with a nice cup of coffee and snuggling down by that nice warm fire. Always nice to ease into a lazy Sunday. Can’t stay too long... the muse spoke last night and I must get down to the shop and heed her beck and call. I try to devote sundays to making things not related to making a living. Hey, Donita... Watch swingin’ on that chandelier there... looks like it could come down at any moment._________________The New and Improved Black Cat... now with 25% more blather
Oh, WOOOW!!! Donuts!!! Bless that Bambi's heart_________________The New and Improved Black Cat... now with 25% more blather
{wearing extra-large rhinestone-encrusted moviestar glasses and the diamond-studded tiara with her carhartt jacket, ducking quickly into the cozy booth} I'm hiding out from the paparazzi. So what did the muse whisper to you about, I'd love to know...._________________blah blah blah de blah blah
{lifts glasses, peeks out from under them....} Thought I saw a pussy cat...... {replaces glasses, conjures a cup of herb tea, puts on her 'nontobacco smoking jacket'}_________________blah blah blah de blah blah
Paparazzi... jeez they get on my nerves. We should turn it around and chase them with big foam bats. Oh, muse you ask? She spoke of, metal, and stone... different but not... fluid and fluidity... materials thought at first to be solid and still, teased out of their shells and allowed to reveal the soul within and the soul imparted. Emotions coaxed from flame of forge, externalized and examined in a cathartic attempt to rectify and heal, both myself and others in these times when the whole world seems wrought with grief from these recent natural and unnatural disasters. To borrow a phrase from some wonderful person whom I can’t remember precisely at the moment: “Sometimes I think my muse is stalking me.” Heh..._________________The New and Improved Black Cat... now with 25% more blather
LeChatNoir Joined: 01 Sep 2003Posts: 1959Location: Louisville, Ky Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2005 11:25 am Post subject:
(A Muse floats gracefully, yet somehow forcefully into the bar, drifts over to cozy booth, takes hold of a black furry ear, and with wincing cat in tow, heads towards the door) Ok, Ok... I get it... TaTaForNow, bellas
*M waves magic cleaning wand and all of the monkey poo vanishes*
Giggles are you in here?!
*the sound of chanting can be heard....."giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles"
blueniteowl sticks the Amelie soundtrack into the radio, with rag in hand she swirls and dances to the music. The look in her eyes is far far away, but she thoroughly wipes down the bar, tables and chairs. She swirls and twirls and washes the dishes. She checks the ph in the hot tub, mops the floors. Then steps out of her bartending shoes and sets them on the shelf. Into her jacket and boots she grabs her bag and the keys. Turns down the lights, steps outside, locks up and dances off into the night.
Quote: Chai Guy
I used to serve drinks in nothing but a pair of white platform shoes around here.
Man, those were the days, let me tell you! Yep, "The Bar" was better last year.
"The Bar" was better last year. **sigh**
I will resist the urge to make a smartass post.
I will resist the urge to make a smartass post.
Resistance is weakening....must hit something and get out of here...
shh!
don't encourage him..
ohhh... chocolate sounds really good right now...
This is like the Waltons in reverse!
Hi MSky
Hi GE
Hi Blue
Hi BullD
Hi Giggles
Hi anyone I missed
if this absolute BULLSHIT is not quashed.
I can't believe this horseshit.
Y'all, that is, all of y'all that aint TOTALLY FUCKED UP better have your drinks in here with me because there is NO FUCKING WAY I am gonna go to the on playa meet n' abrade with the creep factor "hitting 9.5".
WTF?!
i feel better now, but only slightly
can someone trustworthy make me a soothing beverage please?
Where is the fairy vibefather???
There will be no boy bands here - only vibes! Long live the hitachi!!
*Crawls out from NEBlanket stands and wanders around a bit, loosening up his muscles in preparation for a good serious drink of orange juice. He swings the jug up to his lips, misses, and slams himself in the eye with the jug, pouring orange juice into his occular orb, and covering the right side of his face with orange juice, which runs down his body and pools on the floor. He whimpers, sits down, wraps the blanket around himself again, sticks his thumb in his mouth, and pouts*
ohhh... I feel dirty... and I like it....
*Tall dark stranger staggers in, goes behind the bar and pulls out a gallon of orange juice. He picks a table close to the bathroom and pulls up a chair. He grabs a corner of the NEBlanket and wraps it around his emaciated torso, takes of slug of orange juice, sticks his thumb in his mouth, and pouts for a bit.* Gaaaack....
(Walking in to see the bar empty, LCN goes about checking the tub temperature, insuring that all bottles are in their proper places, and generally tidying up the joint a bit.
plugging in the very large crock pot, the cat takes to slicing up fresh ingredients and tossing them in...
Finding a large paint marker with the sparkliest of sparkly ink, he writes on a piece of paper, “Creamy Potato and Broccoli soup - will be ready by the time you guys come dragging in”
After signing the note with a ink dabbed paw, he heads out to work.)
_________________
But let me check (digging around in magic ditty-bag)
Aha!! One cosmo! And it even has your name on it (pointing to the almost dry sharpy marker ink spelling out “Blue” on the rim of the glass)
well well well.....let's see if there's any left-overs here........hmmmm some peanuts....I'll help myself to that........
Who's been typing cyrilic? because
Quote:
The newest registered user is Òèøêà
Holy shit! it's fuckin' GIRLS NIGHT in the bar!
*scrawls sign with crayon: "LADIES NIGHT. ALL LADIES DRINK FREE!"*
perfect. what're you all having??
· sitting quietly in the back of the bar, closes notebook, and walks out without saying a word*
·
· aw, shit. Z! get back in here!
*sniffs armpits a la Ducky from Pretty in Pink* do I o-ffend??
·
·
_______ Oh yea. he is got some great hair. I love his curls. I wanted to play with em. But.. well. you know i'm just shy like that.
I love boys with curly hair.
·
· The bar has not been adequately stocked of late so I'm dropping off a case of Maker's Mark, Ketel One, Jameson's, a mixed case of various Cruzan Rums from the US Virgin Islands, and a special case of XXX Siglo Treinta ultra-premium tequila for everyone to enjoy.
(I forgot who mentioned the Jameson's but I made an error in judgement in saying Maker's Mark was the only good whisky out there. Now I know better.)
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· ____
Thu Jan 20, 2005 7:28 pm Post subject:
Someone mentioned Animal House, so I thought I'd wear a toga tonight. ~smashes guitar, smiles~
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· ______ nipples!!!
I miss you during the day!!!
*hugs and kisses nipples, all over, especially his toga-bared chest*
Ring pokes his hed through the door
{"Hmm...I've never been in here before...I've always just lurked about...it seems like a fun place to hang out...I'll have to come back when I have more time..."}
Grabs some coffee and scurries out the door.
HAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
I got zee bar all to myself!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
French Fries and Palestinian Falafels ....HAaaaHaaa Haaaaaaa!
All to myself!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
what kind of weird night crawling computer parasite square eyeballed nerdgeek neon blooded moon devotee of psycho keyboardism would stay up this late on this dumb ass board anyway?
Alright, I see you out there, Miss Blueniteowl!
Once again with the staying up all freakin' night (nite)! We should be ashamed of ourselves.
You bartending?
*In rush men in yellow hazmat suits and begin construction building a sick room for the bar. The men finish in record time and dash out onto the playa.*
Excellent *cough, hack, wheeze* timing, man. Thanks.
Now, can we get to the hot tub from here? I'm so goddamned sore from coughing....
Okay, I'll tell you.
~signals to bartender whom did not ask to come closer~
I walked off the job I am the resident artist* at last Thursday,
two hours into the day. Been there since August 10.
They asked me to come back, starting tommorow.
Which is sort of weird, becasue my gf works there.
I just sorta kinda maybe broke up w/her tonight...
So.. as they say, when a door closes, it slaps you on the ass!
~raises arm to toast~
To Irony!
*their title, not mine. everything is art if anything is, afaikt.
Yep.. that was us. You were roasting us slowly with your silvery emergency blankets.
ah.. a perfect bmw. Gosh i love having a stocked bar in the house
(I'll put on my hotpants when i get home...)
Jesus H Godblased Christ, Guini!!!!
Yes! Nice pants... or, at least, nice filler material... whoooo ahhhhhhh...!!
Well, I'm off to sleepy bye land folks... and "Without a Paddle" is not as bad as it appears... for shear entertainment, it ain't half bad... but I've seen worse... and it's... welllllllll...... it's cheap entertainment...
*sets about stoking fire, getting a blaze going. Tops off whiskeys, find a couple of pillows, sets them down, and busies herself arranging the NE Blanket*
Dang! I missed the pink pasties and tassles?! Crap, I'm missing everything!
*gulp, gulp*
sorry: the boots. I like the hotpants, but I can't do platform stilettos... too many years dancing in my bared feet that can't really get into the heels thing. I like platforms, but not HEELED platforms.
besides, I usually need all the balance I can get, in certain circumstances... like one foot on the ground, one foot over someone's shoulder.... *evil grin*
· grabbing all nine cases of Pete's *
this is ours now. the fish can have as many as she can drink before we do.
and we'll need several of those shots.
_________________
She passed me too, Stuie... fuck...
*raising glass*... here's to Guinivere... may she post forever.... *downs shot, slams glass on bar* Next...
am a slave to light and shadow... which, for me, translates into form. I'm not lost on color, but the 'flow' of an object touches me deeply. Van Gogh drives me up the wall (he did the same to himself) as does Mozart (listening to Piano concerto #21 right now!)... but, my wiring is to follow the path (I am a hunter, as opposed to a gatherer), and the path of form fascinates me... I find that 'pitcher' to be very beautiful... graceful. It flows in a way that I wish my prose would...
hmmmm....eplaya brothel.... maybe i need to diversify...
*Tall dark stranger stumbles into the bar with a case of sniffles... it appears that he is not going to work today... he wanders over to the never ending blanket and finds it occupied. He very carefully raises an edge and slides in next to a small, sleeping form. He cuddles in close to her, closes his eyes, and begins to doze...*
*Tall dark stranger lifts his head from the blanket.... wonders if he dreamed of non existence for an hour or so, then gives it up as a metaphysical puzzle best left tangled, snuggles back into his partner, and goes back to sleep...*
{giggles carefully untangles herself from teh tall dark stranger she finds herself snuggled up next to, tucks the blanket around his form, and kisses his forehead, placing a box of tissues near just in case he needs htem}
(I just had the craziest dream..... that I was sleeping, and in my dream I tried to wake up, but hte world had ceased to exist......)
Coffee and carrot juice please
*In rush men in yellow hazmat suits and begin construction building a sick room for the bar. The men finish in record time and dash out onto the playa.*
Good morning everyone. I will have a bit of whiskey to start the day and none of the good stuff but just cheap ass whiskey that will melt the paint of the hood of a car. Back to work for now.
That is just sick.
~takes picture, with permission~
We better get you boys out of here.
~guides nipples & paps from bar~
Goodnight, all!
wait: did woodrow just ask about BHA? somethin' you wanna tell us, Sam, about the lil' one?
No, Woodrow talks in bold italics, my soto voice speaks softly...
... But now that you mention it... Hey! He's cute...
SHUT THE FUCK UP!! Sorry...
You would have loved my Falstaff... hell, you've seen my Falstaff...
... ME??...
Not quite what I meant, but, yeah, you qualify...
... Goody!!...
It's not a compliment...
· puuufffff.....hoooooo......
puuuuffffff.........whoooooooo......
puuuuffffff........hhhhhhoooooooooooo.......... *
puuuuuufffff ......hooooooooooo
puuuuuuuffffff............ hoooooooooooo
puuuuuuuuuuuuffffff..............hoooooooooo
mmmmmmm.
Hello, all...
What’s that? Needin’ a beer?
Where’s all that Idropped off this morning. Anybody seen it?
Aha!!
*pop*
Glunk, glunk, glunk
fizzle...
Here you go, one English Ale
And one big hug
(Squeeze)
Who else is still hanging round in here anyway?
Oh, I see you've already got one of each... well... now you've got two
14 fricking guests tonight? What are you people doing out there?!
The door opens, and in steps blueniteowl. She unwraps herself from her many layers, looks around and sighs. She puts her stuff away and proceeds to slip behind the bar and pour herself a glass of wine. She then settles into a big comfy chair in front of the fire.
Mon Jan 17, 2005 4:53 pm
...No... what he asked was, can you take all of it.... heh heh heh... heh... hee hee hee....
_________________
Hey! It's me!!!
Looks like I have some catching up to do. Bartender, please! ...a gallon of tequila for me and my friends!!
And vegitables... have you ever plucked a carrot out of the ground and heard it scream? Man, that's horrible... there's nothing like it... except for squeezing a tomatoe until it pops... but, that's fun...
... we need to squeeze all those little bastards...
I KNOW you'll hurt me... but it would still be worth it.... and chicks dig scars...
... which must be why they leave them all over us...
Sun Jan 16, 2005 5:46 pm Post subject:
Helloooo? Jeebus, no one's here. It's fuckin' January, that's supposed to mean that everybody stays home and pisses around on the eplaya. Whatever. ~ uncorks fresh bottle of Michter's American Whisky, fills 'Less Talk More Monkey' shot glass and puts to bucket ~ Ah. Drink of the gods. Fuckos.
*sips coffee....adds some hazelnut creamer. Bites into a donut, another sip of coffee*
HOT TUB, HOT TUB, HOT TUB!! GO GIGGLES, GO!! JET, JET, JET!!
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oh, sorry
Quote:
How do you cook a squirrel?
I confess that (out of pure curiosity once) I have eaten squirrel before (my sister cooked it) and it was tasty.
Did it taste like chicken?
tee hee! {blush}_________________blah blah blah de blah blah
Good morning girls. Is there coffee?
It did taste a bit like chicken. Hmmm....How come everything tastes like chicken??????????
morning sput {pours a cup} children beckon....and laundry mountain {makes faces} keep the hot tub warm!_________________blah blah blah de blah blah
That's a cute monkey, Donita. Morning Sput.
Thanks for the java. Lots to do today, so I'll be popping in and out._________________http://projectmegapixels.org
Martiansky wrote:
I thought only monkeys threw crap!
**flings poo across the room and giggles**
Hooflungpoo?! *Ducks, barely in time to avoid the flying poo! Gets up to find the roll of duct tape behind the bar* he he, here monkey.......... *grabs monkey and wraps it up with duct tape*
Hey!!! You can't do that!!! It's DUCK tape, not monkey tape. Sheesh._________________blah blah blah de blah blah
Yuck! Now who's gonna clean up that poo? Where's the magic wand? Giggs do you still have the "clean-up wand"?
Dang, you're right Giggles! Where's that monkey tape!!
Monkey: Woo-Ooo-Ooo-Aaw-Aaw-Aaw !!!
Martiansky Joined: 04 Dec 2003Posts: 2660Location: Duluth, MN Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2005 10:35 am Post subject:
*finds monkey tape.....chases monkey around bar for several minutes. Gives up and flings poo back at monkey...wearing a rubber glove mind you*
(Door flings open with great gusto...) Mornin’ people... (Raising up my magical ditty bag and pouring out quite a large number of various flavors of those yummy, individually wrapped chocolate balls you see around) I brought ya’ll something. Seemed like these would be nice to nibble on along with a nice cup of coffee and snuggling down by that nice warm fire. Always nice to ease into a lazy Sunday. Can’t stay too long... the muse spoke last night and I must get down to the shop and heed her beck and call. I try to devote sundays to making things not related to making a living. Hey, Donita... Watch swingin’ on that chandelier there... looks like it could come down at any moment._________________The New and Improved Black Cat... now with 25% more blather
Oh, WOOOW!!! Donuts!!! Bless that Bambi's heart_________________The New and Improved Black Cat... now with 25% more blather
{wearing extra-large rhinestone-encrusted moviestar glasses and the diamond-studded tiara with her carhartt jacket, ducking quickly into the cozy booth} I'm hiding out from the paparazzi. So what did the muse whisper to you about, I'd love to know...._________________blah blah blah de blah blah
{lifts glasses, peeks out from under them....} Thought I saw a pussy cat...... {replaces glasses, conjures a cup of herb tea, puts on her 'nontobacco smoking jacket'}_________________blah blah blah de blah blah
Paparazzi... jeez they get on my nerves. We should turn it around and chase them with big foam bats. Oh, muse you ask? She spoke of, metal, and stone... different but not... fluid and fluidity... materials thought at first to be solid and still, teased out of their shells and allowed to reveal the soul within and the soul imparted. Emotions coaxed from flame of forge, externalized and examined in a cathartic attempt to rectify and heal, both myself and others in these times when the whole world seems wrought with grief from these recent natural and unnatural disasters. To borrow a phrase from some wonderful person whom I can’t remember precisely at the moment: “Sometimes I think my muse is stalking me.” Heh..._________________The New and Improved Black Cat... now with 25% more blather
LeChatNoir Joined: 01 Sep 2003Posts: 1959Location: Louisville, Ky Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2005 11:25 am Post subject:
(A Muse floats gracefully, yet somehow forcefully into the bar, drifts over to cozy booth, takes hold of a black furry ear, and with wincing cat in tow, heads towards the door) Ok, Ok... I get it... TaTaForNow, bellas
*M waves magic cleaning wand and all of the monkey poo vanishes*
Giggles are you in here?!
*the sound of chanting can be heard....."giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles, giggles"
blueniteowl sticks the Amelie soundtrack into the radio, with rag in hand she swirls and dances to the music. The look in her eyes is far far away, but she thoroughly wipes down the bar, tables and chairs. She swirls and twirls and washes the dishes. She checks the ph in the hot tub, mops the floors. Then steps out of her bartending shoes and sets them on the shelf. Into her jacket and boots she grabs her bag and the keys. Turns down the lights, steps outside, locks up and dances off into the night.
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I used to serve drinks in nothing but a pair of white platform shoes around here.
Man, those were the days, let me tell you! Yep, "The Bar" was better last year.
"The Bar" was better last year. **sigh**
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Mozy
Yeah.
Us new folks can`t hang with all the "cool" people that left to go
to the other bar wherever that is....
I suggest we either:
(A) Give up. Pack it in. Trash what`s left of the crew. Dwell on the past.
or
(B) Make up some new crap. Have a few laughs. Move into the future.
(I think, or at least I`m hoping that Chai`s comment was sarcasm....the "BM was better last year t-shirt ...) and all.
I wish I had more time to play here and more to give. I just pop on the eplaya a few times
a day and quickly fire off some stuff and go back to my business. I try to contribute a bit at the bar, but it`s difficult sometimes to make NEW friends.. just like default world, I notice most folks come in and sit by themselves in their group of friends and chat , and yeah, it`s been a little quiet in here..sometimes when you pop in you might feel a little ignored..but folks are still generally friendly, maybe just a little hesitant to engage with newcomers right away...but we are still welcome here aren`t we? I`m sure Tisha would agree we are.
I realize I don`t know or haven`t met most of the patrons...past or present....
....or maybe it`s not close enough to labor day yet...?
But don`t be a bummer man...
Mozy you have been one of the most friendly and engaging newcomers to this bar.
I hate to see you sad like that.
Yeah.
Us new folks can`t hang with all the "cool" people that left to go
to the other bar wherever that is....
I suggest we either:
(A) Give up. Pack it in. Trash what`s left of the crew. Dwell on the past.
or
(B) Make up some new crap. Have a few laughs. Move into the future.
(I think, or at least I`m hoping that Chai`s comment was sarcasm....the "BM was better last year t-shirt ...) and all.
I wish I had more time to play here and more to give. I just pop on the eplaya a few times
a day and quickly fire off some stuff and go back to my business. I try to contribute a bit at the bar, but it`s difficult sometimes to make NEW friends.. just like default world, I notice most folks come in and sit by themselves in their group of friends and chat , and yeah, it`s been a little quiet in here..sometimes when you pop in you might feel a little ignored..but folks are still generally friendly, maybe just a little hesitant to engage with newcomers right away...but we are still welcome here aren`t we? I`m sure Tisha would agree we are.
I realize I don`t know or haven`t met most of the patrons...past or present....
....or maybe it`s not close enough to labor day yet...?
But don`t be a bummer man...
Mozy you have been one of the most friendly and engaging newcomers to this bar.
I hate to see you sad like that.
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Welllllll....
Since I missed 1400....
HAPPY 1401!!!!
Gawd. That one about Nipples and the Toga. Brought tears to my eyes. I actually *remember* that.
Now if y'all'll pardon me ("y'all'll"?? Hope there's not a law against double contractions!!) may I have a Makers, so I can raise one for the motherland (or at least our bar mom, Tish...)
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Since I missed 1400....
HAPPY 1401!!!!
Gawd. That one about Nipples and the Toga. Brought tears to my eyes. I actually *remember* that.
Now if y'all'll pardon me ("y'all'll"?? Hope there's not a law against double contractions!!) may I have a Makers, so I can raise one for the motherland (or at least our bar mom, Tish...)
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Mozy gets a big smile.
I'm not sad the History of this bar is what broght me here.
I love this bar past and present.
I started reading on day one and when I got to when Nipples passed.
I felt a great need to come and meet people here.
I knew what was in the past I wanted people to know that the bar is home
to alot of people. And I would like to be freind with all of them.
Thanks Blue for getting me to go back in time again. Big strong hugs and a soft kiss.
checking bar guide for a recipe for MonkeyPoo.
then refills everyones drinks
goes back to checking bar guide for a recipe for MonkeyPoo.
I'm not sad the History of this bar is what broght me here.
I love this bar past and present.
I started reading on day one and when I got to when Nipples passed.
I felt a great need to come and meet people here.
I knew what was in the past I wanted people to know that the bar is home
to alot of people. And I would like to be freind with all of them.
Thanks Blue for getting me to go back in time again. Big strong hugs and a soft kiss.
checking bar guide for a recipe for MonkeyPoo.
then refills everyones drinks
goes back to checking bar guide for a recipe for MonkeyPoo.
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A girl could fall in love like that... you better watch out! >giggles<EvilDustBooger wrote:Hi Bin, I`m not much on mixed drinks, but a soul could get a bit twisted with a few of these...
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Thinking about having a little tasting party.
Anyone for a little scotch?
I wouldn't mind a touch of the Laphroaig... Medicinal porpoises, of course...
Did I mention it was the approved "medicinal whisky" that was allowed to be imported into the US during Prohibition? Good Medicine! >heh heh heh<
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what the hell...???? i thought my eplaya-sensors were a-tingling. talk of 'packing up' the bar AND scotch tasting?!?!?!
holy horseshit, kids. this place has been many things to many people, and is still pretty dear to the hearts of all of them, whether they still frequent or not. "pack it in" my ass....wait - that just didn't come out right at all...
may i please have a taste or two of them scotch's m'dear?
<tends to nipple's & mr. fishist's drinks, wipes down their bar spots, and places fresh pink blossoms in the vase at their end of the bar.>
hmmm....don't know whether to be offended or intrigued by the fake titted&tanned hostesses...what the hell...IT'S FRIDAY!!!
holy horseshit, kids. this place has been many things to many people, and is still pretty dear to the hearts of all of them, whether they still frequent or not. "pack it in" my ass....wait - that just didn't come out right at all...
may i please have a taste or two of them scotch's m'dear?
<tends to nipple's & mr. fishist's drinks, wipes down their bar spots, and places fresh pink blossoms in the vase at their end of the bar.>
hmmm....don't know whether to be offended or intrigued by the fake titted&tanned hostesses...what the hell...IT'S FRIDAY!!!
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Hostesses? I thought they were marine mammals. No wonder they squealed. Twistin, twistin, twistin the night away . . . Welcome home, Tisha. We, ummm, made a bit of a mess, but that magic wand is still here somwhere.
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