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got any patron in there.
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gets me a shot of th blue juice while it's still there...lol...
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oooooooh blue juice !! yummy!
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Well now I'll not be havin any of that goin on, no tryin zombie Karma!!
Next they'll be wantin to zombie up Shadowdog, and then where will we be???No blue juice and no music that where we'll be and what kind of pub has no blue juice and music?? A drama zone pub thats what kind!! ( ok now imagine this all in an Irish brogue lol) |
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here FP ... a small pillow for your head ( Poet, can I borrow your
pillow ??. quick before she changes her mind ??.. lol ) Now just lie down and relax ... ohhhh your shoulders ARE sooo tight ... ( VERY deep vioice ) .. : ) |
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hey baglady ... nice due on ya ... :) ..
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gack how the hell did I do that
Hiya BLady!! |
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I got coffee and a roll of quartes for the jukebox. playing sweet child
of mine by gnr and wonderful tonight by Eric clapton maybe something from Poision about the war Reminising last night again in my head |
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"Fine giggles"
Oh TT. your hands are sssooo soft. HHHUUUUMMMMMMMMmmm that feels ssssoooooo good Please don't stop. |
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Mike. What are covering me up for? Do I look like a body bag case? I'm
just going on strike. Not making any more blue juice. No rubdowns for the ladies. Nothing. HWG and Z want to make a freakin' zombie out of me. Strike Strike Strike Strike |
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hey ccp how you today !!??
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I am fantastic Blady how bout you?
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TT you are aiding and abetting the enemy.
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doin pretty good was just gonna fry up some grilled cheese sandwiches
you want some!!?? |
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FP ... NOW you seem to be relaxin alittle.... lots o tension there hon
.... :) .. ( psst Karma .. can't help meself ... loves the women man .. :) |
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*goes on strike too*
No poetry No Magic No ZOMBIES!! |
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Hey Bag lady hook me up!
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sure BLady, careful of the fire around your face thoug, we don't want
you to go up in flames |
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not a problem karma I still got the fire hose here hooked up to the
tower out back filled with russian quaalude mix. I will just put out pitchers for all Drinks a4re on me guys. Seeig as Karma wants to be a baby about it. |
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Kevin They want to douse me in blue juice and cover me in pixie dust to
zombify me. Strike, Strike, Strike. |
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