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 Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 3:28 pm
Kyrellyan Kyre approaches the bar. "Can I get a Strawberry Margarita, heavy on the tequila?" Mortella stands at attention her tail s grabbing the blender a tequila bottle and some ice "Yes mame!" she says as she eagerly scurrys off shugaring the rim blending the strawberriesIce and tequila as she came back putting a strawberrry on the rim with a skewwer of three more strawberrys and a cherry "Ta da!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 3:32 pm
*Loves Furuba, btw*
Dwale, pensive, inspects the bottom of its glass. "For my next round, do you think you can use golden grain instead of vodka? These aren't working fast enough..."
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 3:34 pm
Mortella Kyrellyan Kyre approaches the bar. "Can I get a Strawberry Margarita, heavy on the tequila?" Mortella stands at attention her tail s grabbing the blender a tequila bottle and some ice "Yes mame!" she says as she eagerly scurrys off shugaring the rim blending the strawberriesIce and tequila as she came back putting a strawberrry on the rim with a skewwer of three more strawberrys and a cherry "Ta da!"
"Madame, you are amazing!" *is a strawberry fiend* Kyre takes a large gulp and lets out a sigh of relaxation.
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 3:35 pm
Thorn apple *Loves Furuba, btw* Dwale, pensive, inspects the bottom of its glass. "For my next round, do you think you can use golden grain instead of vodka? These aren't working fast enough..." Mortperses her lips "Sokay!" S she bounds off her tails a failing to get the bottles ..."I've got a direct russian imprt its all in cerilic so i cant read the damn thing..... crying "
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 3:36 pm
*wakes up in the corner again, looking around lazily to see who was still there*
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 3:37 pm
"gtg brb makeing dinner and needs to do the comissions."
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 3:46 pm
Dwale makes two golden grain boilermakers and starts on one.
Twenty seconds later...
"SWOOSH! Now that's what I'm talkin' about!"
Ears flushed red on the inside, it attempts to coax music from the jukebox. "Computer! E-3. E-3!"
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 3:50 pm
Thorn apple Dwale makes two golden grain boilermakers and starts on one. Twenty seconds later... "SWOOSH! Now that's what I'm talkin' about!" Ears flushed red on the inside, it attempts to coax music from the jukebox. "Computer! E-3. E-3!" *tilts his head, observing what he thought was quite an odd display, not understanding what E-3 was and why he was shouting it.*
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 3:57 pm
"Does anyone know how to work this thing?" Dwale swats the jukebox which is unintimidated by this and still refuses to play.
Dwale mumbles to itself. "Two songs for that price...? You gotta be f$&#in' kiddin' me...
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 4:02 pm
Thorn apple "Does anyone know how to work this thing?" Dwale swats the jukebox which is unintimidated by this and still refuses to play. Dwale mumbles to itself. "Two songs for that price...? You gotta be f$&#in' kiddin' me...*tilts his head* Are you ok... sir?
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 4:11 pm
Jammer2omega *tilts his head* Are you ok... sir? It turns to face the panther who had just spoken, tottering slightly, its hair all in its eyes. "Never better! If just this *$%#(*$% jukebox would play something, it'd be...it'd be..." Dwale turns back to the machine and examines it more carefully. "Oh. It's a cigarette vendor." Dwale buys some cigarettes. Smooooooth!
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 4:19 pm
Thorn apple Jammer2omega *tilts his head* Are you ok... sir? It turns to face the panther who had just spoken, tottering slightly, its hair all in its eyes. "Never better! If just this *$%#(*$% jukebox would play something, it'd be...it'd be..." Dwale turns back to the machine and examines it more carefully. "Oh. It's a cigarette vendor." Dwale buys some cigarettes. Smooooooth!Uhm... *stands up and walks over to Dwale* are you sure you are ok? You just tried to get a cigarette machine to play music?
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 4:28 pm
Jammer2omega Uhm... *stands up and walks over to Dwale* are you sure you are ok? You just tried to get a cigarette machine to play music? Dwale, too inebriated to be embarrassed, yet clinging to some last vestige of dignity, replies, "Well, sure, I'm ok. Like The Buddha always said, 'Better to try playing music off a cigarette machine than trying to smoke a jukebox.'"
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Posted: Tue Feb 09, 2010 4:31 pm
Thorn apple Jammer2omega Uhm... *stands up and walks over to Dwale* are you sure you are ok? You just tried to get a cigarette machine to play music? Dwale, too inebriated to be embarrassed, yet clinging to some last vestige of dignity, replies, "Well, sure, I'm ok. Like The Buddha always said, 'Better to try playing music off a cigarette machine than trying to smoke a jukebox.'" ... if... you say so... sir.... *tries to help Dwale back over to a chair to sit down* How about I get you some water and a place to rest?
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