Saturday, August 9, 2008

Party Time

This will our party post to comment on. Please check in from time to time and don't let your progressive inebriation keep you from commenting! I will post pictures from time to time so you will be able to see what is going on at the pub. Do it!


Catherine is here at 7:02 GMT. My kind of Party Girl!

A. Checked in at 7:14 and already with a head start! She came with a drink already in her hand! Woot!

Debbie showed at 7:16, but she is refusing to drink! Looking for smooth boys....

Claire is here at 7:50. Wants to eat. (Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?)

Canucklehead is on the premises at 8:20. Takes his pants off. Oh, man! Don't do that until later!

Already waiting for the stippers' first performance. I'm not sure if pictures are allowed, ladies!
Anybody thirsty yet?

The ladies are enoying the strippers and cream show!

A. is still standing. Well, what do you know! White wine. Or is that a martini?

Chica says she only drinks Pepsi. So what is this? Maybe her avatar drinks beer.


Or whatever it is.






Drinking Games:


215 comments:

  1. Ahem. Progressive inebreation is under way. I'm saving some for later. Did I get the spelling right? Some of it?

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  2. Whoot! Party on!

    It's too early for me to start drinking because I haven't made my dinner yet. I might just have to wait till the Amurrricans get started.

    (And A, not bad - you got 10 letters right out of 11.)

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  3. a.

    I addressed the hair in the last post, pre party.

    oh catherine,

    it;s never too early, I say! Breakfast of champions, vodka and cheerios

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  4. Catherine, I haven't eaten either :) Is that a prerequisite?

    Debbie, decadence, that sounds good.

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  5. max bought plenty of whipped cream for the smooth boys, I am thinking they would share with you two.

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  6. Whipped cream is for the Strippers' dangly bits. Haven't you ever been to a hen party? Oh are you in for a treat!!

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  7. I haven't been to a hen night - could I have a treat too? :) Everyone else seems to like smooth boys. I'm not sure I do, but does that mean the whipped cream is redundant? Please explain.

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  8. I havent eaten yet either, so no drinking for me.

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  9. Sure A. I've put up a pic on the main post. The first show won't begin until 9PM, but the girls are already getting the good seats. Hurry.

    Claire has entered the building. Sober. WTF? Hurry up and eat, then. Plenty of snacks on the bar and all the tables. Munch up. See Catherine for more food later. :)

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  10. Claire, it is unfair that you compete in party games if you don't drink. Will you at least help the (hairy) strippers out with the whip cream applications?:)

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  11. Redbeard has already downed a quart of Jim Beam this morning. He is passed out in the alley under the dumpster. Maybe we should drag him inside?

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  12. In errbre a shun. That's 12 letters, C. :)

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  13. Cooking sausages at the moment for dinner, anyone want some?

    (Anyone who can say 'sausages' in the style of that dog from That's Life (and possibly only A will get this reference) can have two of them. And a free cocktail.)

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  14. I just said it that way. Yes! Gimme!

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  15. He's lying (what's new?). Zhuh zhuh zhuh. I win:)

    I've just had a curry because it seemed appropriate for the evening so I'll donate my zhuh zhuh zhuh to the dog.

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  16. Slow down A. Down girl. The part has a long way to go yet. I want you still on your feet for the limbo dancing!

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  17. Besides, he's not here to defend himself. Would some of you go out back and drag Redbeard in out of the sun? We need music anyway!

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  18. max,

    this glass of 2006 "Loco", Paso Robles, Tempranillo Blend is amazing!

    thanks for getting it in

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  19. Glad you like it Debbie. Could you come outside to the chat for a minute and help me get Canucklehead's pants back on? Thanks.

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  20. Catherine, may I have my sausages, please? I did what you said. They sure smell good. Bangers, right?

    Claire went for some chips and onion gravy. Save some sausages for her. :)

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  21. I have a cup of tea and a coconut macaroon in front of me now.

    I will shortly be having some dim sums.

    Having sausages tomorrow :)

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  22. NO Max, you didn't say it correctly. I did. They're mine, all mine. You can have one if you beg.

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  23. A. - Begging. Gimme. :)

    Claire, sausages today too. (You do understand that these are virtual sausages right? The non-filling, no-calorie kind? Wonderin'... :)

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  24. A., I need to see if you can still stand up, please. :)

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  25. You need to beg with more conviction. Once more with feeling.

    Yes, upright. See? oops...

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  26. What's the use of a virtual sausage?

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  27. Bangers with onion gravy. And mash. V traditional this evening.

    Anyway, I have invented a Golden Cock cocktail (still working on the Relax Max). Anyone want to hear its ingredients or make any requests?

    I once won a BBC competition for inventing cocktails, you know...

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  28. You can do virtually anything with a virtual sausage.

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  29. Oh yeah, and here's a sausage for your dog, A:

    >(000000)<

    The 0s are bits of meaty/breadcrumb goodness. Really.

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  30. Claire, a virtual sausage doesn't require that Cathering try to stuff it through the computer to you. Listen. Pretend you are 5 years old, ok. Now...doesn't that sausage taste gooooood little Claire? MMMMmmmm. See? :)

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  31. Thanks Catherine, right.

    MAX!! Fancy a sausage?

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  32. I do, I do. A golden cock tail. how original. Ummmm, bangers and mash with onion gravy. The smell is delcious. Stop teasing and serve it up! Are finished with you real eating so you can get down to business, then?

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  33. Ok, the Golden Cock cocktail:

    crushed ice
    1 measure golden tequila (e.g. Jose Cuervo gold)
    1/2 measure triple sec or Grand Marnier
    1/2 single cream.

    Shake everything together in a cocktail shaker. Vigorously. Wet the rim of a shot glass and upend it into salt to get a nice rim. Strain the shaked cocktail into the shot glass.
    Hold your nose and drink.

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  34. I am virtually begging now. :)

    Name three things you can do with a virtual sausage.

    And Catherine is virtually dead meat when I get my hands on her. Virtually speaking.

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  35. Catherine says:
    Ok, the Golden Cock cocktail:

    crushed ice
    1 measure golden tequila (e.g. Jose Cuervo gold)
    1/2 measure triple sec or Grand Marnier
    1/2 single cream.

    Shake everything together in a cocktail shaker. Vigorously. Wet the rim of a shot glass and upend it into salt to get a nice rim. Strain the shaked cocktail into the shot glass.
    Hold your nose and drink.

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    No Triple sec in the house. I will substitute 4 oz of dark rum, K?

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  36. I haven't had enough to drink to contemplate trying that. Nor indeed, to tell you what you can do with your virtual sausage.

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  37. Just popping in for a moment until the wife is comepleetly satisfied.
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    With her internet usage that is.
    Sucks sharing a computer and we just got back from another party... just making the rounds. I'll play a tune in the Cbox then you're on your own until I get back.

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  38. I love the pictures. Now where can I get a pepsi on the rocks?

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  39. I see the ladies seem to be enjoying the Strippers' 'N Cream first show on the front page of this post. It is getting a little randy back there, I say. No men allowed though.

    Where did A. go?

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  40. I am frightened, max tried to feed a virtual sausage to my five year old self......

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  41. Chica! Pepsi on the rocks coming up! Want a cherry?

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  42. Dark rum! Erm... I don't advise that. You just need something orange-flavoured and a bit sour. You could use curaçao but that would turn everything blue. Or Cointreau.

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  43. Also, really enjoying the strippers although the whipped cream does obscure the view a bit.

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  44. Come here little Claire. Nice man has candy...

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  45. Tell me what ingredients you'd hav and what flavour you'd like, Max, and I shall invent a drinkable cocktail for you.

    And for anyone else who wants one.

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  46. I'm still here. Just trying to understand why the lady finds a black post-it note so interesting.

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  47. I would love a cocktail.

    Oh found this recipe

    Mmmm Sausage

    :)

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  48. Catherine, the ingredients I have on hand right now include Kentucky Bourbon, Tennessee Whiskey, and Colorado Kool-Aid (Coors Beer.)

    However I am about to dump the beer.

    Oh, and I have some water I think. :)

    Glad you like the strippers. I have the real picture if you want to see it. I warn you he isn't....um....cut.

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  49. A. she can see behind the post it note. I have another pic, but there is whip cream on the lady's tongue, so I figure I'd better not. :)

    Have some more wine, dear.

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  50. Claire, has that man wet himself?

    Hmm, a cocktail for you. Creamy or fruity or sweet/sour?

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  51. He has not wet himself with urine, he has just won a wet pants competition or something, heh.

    I would like something something fruity please :)

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  52. Catherine, Actually I have a pretty complete bar. Not to worry. Even have Triple Sec. Make up something interesting for me. And sneak me some sausage so A. can't see you, K? :)

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  53. Max, you are welcome to that sausage. I'm now much more interested in Claire's supply. Yes.

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  54. For Claire: a Very Merry Berry

    1 measure raspberry vodka
    1/2 bottle blueberry Bacardi Breezer
    2 measures cranberry juice
    1/2 measure creme de cassis

    Pour the vodka, cranberry juice and Bacardi Breezer into a tall glass, add some ice cubes, and top up with white lemonade if desired. Pour the creme de cassis in quickly and try and get it to sink to the bottom. Garnish with a strawberry or other handy berry.

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  55. Ok, you asked for it. Making fun of the black post it notes. Here is a real live Hen-party pic without the black box. But you better look quick because I am only leaving it up for 1 minute. I don't want my blog shut down! Here goes...

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  56. Catherine that sounds gorgeous! :)

    @A I may have a look to see if there any more sausages in the cupboard :)

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  57. Ok. All of you refresh your browser. Right now. I mean it.

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  58. Now, on to the pool tournament. Is Claire drinking yet?

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  59. Didn't last very long at all.

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  60. Thanks for the music Redbeard. I myself am listening to some ancient Allman Bros. I really have it cranked up.

    Why is no one drinking? How do you expect to get drunk? Don't you understand the concept? The drinking isn't virtual. Only the sausages are virtual. No get with it. :)

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  61. I thnk it is time to get Absinthe minded

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  62. Absinthe? Isn't that that green stuff? ::shivers:: No? What am I thinking of? Do people really drink that stuff. Like from a little half shot glass with your pinkie sticking out? Debbie?

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  63. just add water, if you have any hairs on your chest....

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  64. Catherine?

    Stop watching the stupid olympics! I need people for the pool tournament. And also people who are not too drunk to play darts.

    Catherine?

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  65. What the heck does drinking a sissy drink have to do with chest hair? Are you drunk Deb? :)

    Claire?

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  66. Bare naked smooth belly shot boys on the cover. Woot!

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  67. Kidding. Kidding. Come back here, Deb.

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  68. Claire, that is the second time you have said that. What the hell is a dim sum??

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  69. Catherine, are we drinking? Or are you crapping out on me? I need some gibberish in the comments, please. :)

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  70. Dumplings Max, they are dumplings.

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  71. Well why didn't she just say dumplings then?

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  72. Yes, I am still standing, thank you for your concern, and thanks also to the proximity of the person propping me up. It's a champagne cocktail :) Well, it was.

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  73. Chinese dumplings then, sheesh.

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  74. Not necessarily dumplings though.

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  75. Chinese Dumplings? No, Claire. Those are "Chi dums". No wonder I was confused!

    Champagne cocktail? I know champagne. What is a ch cocktail? Would someone speak American, PLEASE :)

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  76. Redbeard? Finally. And expert on England. Thanks, bro. Sheesh. :)

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  77. Yes Max, I'll take a cherry with that pepsi.

    Who wants to play some Pool? (billards) I lose graciously. :D

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  78. Pepsi with cherry coming right up. Personal service for my favorite biker chick. :)

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  79. dim sum is an appetizer platter that they bring around and you pay one price and try different stuff. but they can include dumplings.

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  80. Champagne cocktail: Drip 4 dashes of Angostura Bitters on a sugar cube and place in the bottom of a champagne flute. Cover the cube with cognac, then top up with champagne.

    Except for me: no cognac, no sugar, no Angostura bitters. Perfect.

    Can't play pool Chica. Snooker?

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  81. Snooker sounds like a funny sneeze.. what is it?

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  82. A game. Sort of, sort of, like pool.

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  83. It is a pool game with a table with shitty too-small pickets and a shitload of extra balls. Not recommended drunk or sober.

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  84. I like your version of the cocktail, A. :)

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  85. I like peach Bellinis, for a champagne cocktail.

    Am drinking boring white wine this evening though.

    And yeah, this is a British pub, isn't it? We should play snooker, not pool. I'm game.

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  86. Sounds good to me, I'll play!

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  87. Sure. Play. We have a snooker table. Nobody ever seems to use it. Looks brand new. Catherine, lose the white wine please. Can you make me one of those Champage thingys you were just talking about?

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  88. 10:30 in the UK. I sense A. and Catherine are getting droopy-eyed. C'mon ladies. Pick up a cue stick and let's have a game!

    Claire is a night-owl, though. She'll kick in later. :)

    Missed Caroline today. :(

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  89. First stripper show is letting out. Maybe we will see Caroline now. :)

    The smooth boys aren't getting any action. Where'd Debbie go?

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  90. Droopy eyed is right. If I lean against the wall nobody will notice me.

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  91. sorry, I was peeking in at the strippers, one can never tell when they might need me

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  92. a.

    do some deep breathing, quick breathes,

    then slap opposite hands to knees, that will spark you right up

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  93. A. You can take a short nap in my office. But I will expect some sort of action out of you later on.

    Debbie? Tattoo?

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  94. Debbie, let's help A. back to her feet. Nice try, though. :)

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  95. max,

    I can get a to her feet if you stop nipping at her ankles

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  96. where did my blogger son hide again?

    that boy will be the death of me!

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  97. max,

    is etta here, I can't find her


    or is she in the back with the smoothe boys, (if so, I will be soooo jealous)

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  98. I don't know where he went. He never really showed up. Perhaps tonight.

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  99. Debbie, ettarose isn't here right now. I don't think she is feeling well today. I had a short email from her earlier and that is all.

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  100. I hope you don't mind....

    I just stumbled into the streets and invited some vagrants to join us

    they had really good brown bags of wine though

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  101. Debbie, sure. Go play with your vagrants. I will send the smooth boys home. They are being neglected anyway. :)

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  102. no, I want to bring them in, not leave

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  103. one of them has a camera and he said he would take pictures for a famous magazine of me, he must be telling the truth, after all, I saw a disposable camera on him!

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  104. Kidding, Deb. The real American part of the party hasn't had a chance to even begin yet. I can't send them home. Caroline would kill me! :)

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  105. after the body shots, can we do sushi on smooth boys?

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  106. Well as usual a day late and a dollar short. I will be late for my own funeral. Would yo all show up. The strippers did need my help Debbie. Sorry, my hands were full

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  107. glad to see you etta, here have a Tommy Boy, afraid it's a bit shy of any alcohol....

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  108. Hi Sue. Never too late. The American's will be starting in pretty soon. The British just have to get their beauty sleep, you know. I have save you a special smooth boy all to yourself, and a bunch of Long Island tea. :)

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  109. Tom, I love Long Island Iced Tea. Makes me a smart ass, and then I get naked. Whoops.

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  110. Oh and no offense, but I do not want a boy, smooth or not. I have to have a MAN!

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  111. YEA, Caroline is here, time to really rock!!!!!

    my two best friends, etta and caroline all at the same time and I still have some Absinthe mindedness available

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  112. etta, the men are hidden in the back, where max can't find em and we can corner em

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  113. ettarose, I know. :)

    Caroline, now the series stuff can start! The Brits have all crapped out, of course. But we had a good time. The Americans probably won't get started for real for a while yet. :)

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  114. I hope they don't mind being trapped. Are you in Caroline?

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  115. Tom, am I that transparent! Good God!

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  116. Debbie, do you still have those handcuffs?

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  117. Just letting you girls talk. Here's your LI tea...

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  118. the fur lined or the special ones?

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  119. Honestly I would rather get tipsy some other way

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  120. Debbie, the fur lined ones of course.

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  121. Are we doing body shots? and if so on who's body?

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  122. etta,

    cuffs handed off

    I think the guys are doing the body shots, personally, I am eating sushi off of a smoothie!

    hope I get to the wasabi in time!

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  123. That makes sense, raw fish on a naked man.

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  124. Caroline, the fun hasn't even started yet.

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  125. Redbeard, how did you get them? And what are you going to do with them?

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  126. I give up. Maybe bobbing for dildoes wasn't such a bad idea for a party game after all...

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  127. Give credit for that one to Redbeard. Very inventive, he is.

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  128. wedding gift. but no we didn't use them. however blindfolds were involved.

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  129. I am a little unsure where I am supposed to be at the moment. - and I am not even drunk yet.

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  130. Where ever you want to be. Have a drink, then.

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  131. Oh I have one. No need to worry about that.

    I was wondering where you were taking me.

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  132. sigh. I have given up on email. You can just stay here if you want. Just have fun.

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  133. Well I didn't get any email, did you send it to the right place?

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  134. Well I don't have any of tham at my yahoo email.

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  135. Uh oh lets hope it wasn't weener photos.

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  136. Oh my gosh, that would be bad :)

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  137. I think she changed her address. it's ok. Have fun. What are you drinking, Claire?

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  138. I didn't change my address at all. Maybe my email deleted them to preserve my innocence.

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  139. Have it your way. I think I will put the whipped cream pic up again. To advertise the strippers and hen party that is coming up again.

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  140. In an entirely appropriate metaphor for life, I seem to have missed the partay.

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  141. Must be. It is surely being preserved tonight. :)

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  142. We need some jello shots up in this place.

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  143. My blood alcohol levels. That is entirely coincidental however.

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  144. Grumpus, that's what I want to hear. :)

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  145. Yo grumpus, I don't believe we've met yet. Howdy.

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  146. Howdy roo, R-B.


    I'm just going to vanish into the loo and run some water for about 43 minutes, which I like to do at parties about this stage. Carry on, kidlets!!

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  147. Lively? Too many words Grumpus. Shut up and drink.
    Heavily. :)

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  148. Did you see your shell in the pick on the front of the post, though?

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  149. This is quite the tickety-boo knees up.

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  150. I have been in love with Grumpus since forever. Ever since Claire told me to fuck off. :)

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  151. WTF= Nice party. I thought you were up on your britishspeak, sailor.

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  152. Well, not just Claire. Everyone just about. Grumpus too, but I ignore her. :)

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  153. You didn't fuck off though...

    :)

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  154. Nah. Just a ploy. I am here to get laid by foreign chicks. It isn't working.

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  155. Yes I did. You could beg for it now and you would still be horny.

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  156. Caroline, I don't have your phone. What do you need your phone for?

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  157. That is what i can't find, my bb that is. I don't know where I put it.

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  158. Kidding Claire. Like have you changed your mind or what? ::starts to perspire::

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  159. Caroline, they you are extremely good at telepathy or else you have a laptop. When did you last use it.

    Don't tell me.

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  160. Grumpus does have a nice blog. Oh wait, Tom, nice "Grumpus" blog. ;)

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  161. Not me this time, RB. This lady is the real thing. Yo. And THEN some. Hint: don't try to match wits with her. :)

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  162. She will chew you up and spit your bones out.

    (But you will orgasm while she is doing it. :)

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  163. Did ya get burned by that one Max? Grumpus I mean.

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  164. Great, Caroline. I know you couldn't survive without your trusty BB. :)

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  165. Not yet, RB. I still keep going back for more. She's a cruel little bitch. Fascinating.

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  166. I wonder what's taking her so long. I know sure as hell she is lying about the bath. She's up to something.

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  167. Kinda like "Alma" on Ghost Story. Scary. But irresistible. Go for it RB. Let me watch. heh.

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  168. Give it time. I'm sure I will at some point...

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  169. Is Chica not coming back then? And Canucklehead? What a loser he is. Chica will be back. You'll see.

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  170. Back! I was cleaning my apartment and listening to Maria Callas...I like to get crazy of a Saturday afternoon. Not so crazy as to linger at an Internet-based party in full swing, trading barbs and double entendres with Max...we retiring types have our limits.

    What a strange little spot of the web you have here, Max.

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