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12-13-2005, 05:54 PM
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*reads rians post*
Shah: *dies laughing* good bless you woman! here, lotesse, give me some o that booze!
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12-13-2005, 05:55 PM
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Pizza? Archery? *in peripheral vision, catches sight of two animals sneaking the Drambuie* Oi! OI!! You two - OUT OF THE HOOCH!! *Shoos slightly stumbling Volcirom & Buckwheat away from bar table* Go munch on the pot salad, or something.
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12-13-2005, 05:57 PM
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*Croation version of "ggggggooooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaallllllllllll! !!!!!!!!" comes from the tv*
Rian: *takes glass from Lotesse* Thankee! This should help my cooking! *downs it* and my archery, too! Don't worry, Shah, that was just an unforu ... unforument ... *hic* um, here, why don't you hold that turkey up and I'll take another shot at it? Shah: Um, why don't I just, um, put it on this tree trunk so I can shoot, too? *puts turkey down and runs like the wind out of Rian's somewhat shaky aim*
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. I should be doing the laundry, but this is MUCH more fun!  Ñá ë?* óú éä ïöü Öñ É Þ ð ß ® ç å ™ æ ♪ ?*"How lovely are Thy dwelling places, O Lord of hosts! ... For a day in Thy courts is better than a thousand outside." (from Psalm 84) * * * God rocks! Entmoot : Veni, vidi, velcro - I came, I saw, I got hooked! Ego numquam pronunciare mendacium, sed ego sum homo indomitus! Run the earth and watch the sky ... Auta i lómë! Aurë entuluva! |
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12-13-2005, 05:57 PM
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Shah: We are never gonna let that one go are we?
Lotesse: Nope.... Rian: Try some of my salad! *volricom and Buckwheat start neighing off tune in an attempt to sing christmas carols*
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
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12-13-2005, 05:57 PM
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Klatukatt! I'm glad someone's here to help drink all this beer.
and Shah - name your poison; I brought quite an array but it looks like I'll have to go back to the Teacup & make another trip - the drink is going fast!
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12-13-2005, 05:59 PM
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Shah: got any vodka? Grey goose preferably...
*drags Katt back into the rpg* *takes bow and shoots the 90 second rule a buncha times*
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
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12-13-2005, 06:05 PM
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O.K., then I'm gonna shake up a specialty martini 4 U, Shah - a Pomegranate Martini, with Grey Goose, pomegranate juice, and Grand Marnier. *hands Shah martini*
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12-13-2005, 06:08 PM
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Entmoot's Drunken Uncle
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Katt: Gah! I wasn't meant for physical labour! Well... no. Let's not go there.
Shaw: I see your internal editor is finally up and running. Katt: Right. Can I shoot things? Shaw: Yes. Katt: Right. Lotesse, DUCK! Lotesse: Where? *The bottle Lotesse was holding shatters.* Katt: Oops. |
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12-13-2005, 06:13 PM
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*Lotesse rolls eyes, exasperated* No alcohol abuse here, you guys! A waste of a perfectly good bottle of Irish Whiskey. *pours shot of Slivovitz, downs it.* O.K., that's better. Now, if I could just get a little of that pot salad - OH, NO!! The horses ate all the pot salad!!! And left none for me. Jeez, I hope they're gonna be O.K., that was a fairly big salad... well, they're big animals, so...
Incessant horse giggling emanates from corner of room.
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12-13-2005, 06:19 PM
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Entmoot's Drunken Uncle
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Katt: The only alcohol abuse tonight will be... crap. I can't even finish a sentence. Must have been all of these...
*Katt empties her pockets and about ten mini bottles of Bacardi 151.* |
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12-13-2005, 06:25 PM
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TEN mini-bottles of 151?? You need something in your stomach before you lose consciusness. There's Saffron turkey, I think - wasn't Shah making saffron turkey? And white chocolate chip scones. And pot salad, but after all that rum I really don't recommend the pot salad. Actually, there ISN'T any more pot salad, the horses ate it all.
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12-13-2005, 06:29 PM
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Entmoot's Drunken Uncle
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Katt: *swaying slightly* Well, I think I'll just have a green salad with some of this on it. *Pulls out a bottle*
Lotesse: *grabs bottle* No! No more things in bottles for you. Katt: Come off it. It's just salad dressing. *falls over and spots a pumpkin pie hiding under the table* PIE! *procedes to devour the whole pie* Yrch, store bought. Not like me mothers. *Katt begins braiding grass.* |
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12-13-2005, 06:36 PM
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If its pie you want, I think someone here was baking an apple pie or two. Don't eat things you find under tables! It's a good rule of thumb, actually, to apply to life in general. leave that pumpkin pie for Claire, she LOVES things found under tables!
What's that you're braiding? A grass hat? Can you smoke a grass hat? Things that make you go "hmmm..."
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12-13-2005, 06:41 PM
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Entmoot's Drunken Uncle
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Katt: Well, you can't smoke it anywhere within 25 feet of a public building in Seattle. F*CKERS!
Lotesse: What? Katt: Where I come from they banned smoking in lots of places, and now they want to ban smoking completely in the city limits. Woah, I can't focus no more... Lotesse: Are we talking about tobacco or pot? Katt: Apparently only tobacco, because our city also has the lightest marajuana restrictions in the country. Is the ground gonna stop spinning anytime soon? OOC: Sane, what you doin for New Years? We should hang out. and get smashed |
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12-13-2005, 07:00 PM
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The Black Númenórean
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Shah: Who is this Shaw character? Yes Katt, you are very fun to get smashed with!
Lotesse: Ey, how you like the martini? Shah: s'good! *downs it* can ye make me another? Lotesse:Sure....*shakes* *Shah sees the the two giggley horses* Shah: Good thing it was only POTATO salad
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12-13-2005, 07:05 PM
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How can they ban smoking within 25 feet of public buildings - in Seattle, of all places? Seattle's like a smoker's paradise! It just goes hand in hand with the Seattleite's love of pubs & drinking. *hands shah another martini, shakles Apple martini for self* In fact, i just got back from lunch (I'm babysitting my man's office today, hence all the computer freedom-time) and after all this talk about martinis and clam chowder, that's exactly what I did 4 lunch - an apple martini and clam chowder! It was good.
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12-13-2005, 07:21 PM
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*thwaps Volricom on the head*
Shah: Stop it! You are a war horse! And besides, if merely ingested, it doesnt do anything to your sysytem, it must be burnt! *drinks martini* Shah: glad to have you around on the moooots!.
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12-13-2005, 07:22 PM
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Entmoot's Drunken Uncle
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Katt: Did I write Shaw? I must be REALLY tiiiipsy.
don't ask about smoking.... Hmn, POTATO POTATO!!! boilem mashem stickemina stew |
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12-13-2005, 07:23 PM
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Shah: Yes, you wrote me as Shaw, though I have had worse names. Hmm...now I am getting hungry...*eyes the turkey that is not yet done*
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Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams. |
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12-13-2005, 07:31 PM
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Entmoot's Drunken Uncle
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Katt: *under the table* Prosecutors will be violated! Potato enima! Vaccine!
Shah: Get up. Katt: No. Why don't you come down here with me? Shah: I know what that means and I choose to ignore you now. Katt: Suits me. Pass that bottle of JD will you? |
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