ROSES: I'm still not sure about that cocktail Cybperpete was mixing. I'm not sure that champagne, egg whites and advocaat really go together. My stomach agrees.
The fact that he hasn’t shown up here yet this morning is testament enough.
ROSES: Dear God Cyberpete, how do you do that?! My head....my stomach...and you want champagne?! *runs away clutching her mouth, trips over Princess and Hayward arguing about the stain*
Ew, gods. That looks far too suspicious to be yogurt.
Right. I'm off before 'Petra realises that's the last of the Champagne. I seem to have 'misplaced' Broom, though, so I'll be using several of these spent cocktail umbrellas to 'Mary Poppins'-it out of here.
IVD: * slips on stain * Ew, gods. That looks far too suspicious to be yogurt. Right. I'm off before 'Petra realises that's the last of the Champagne. I seem to have 'misplaced' Broom, though, so I'll be using several of these spent cocktail umbrellas to 'Mary Poppins'-it out of here.
Speaking of “ew” … don’t bring your husband’s used pink loofah shower scrunchie thingy ‘round here either.
NORMADESMOND: someone told you to go piss up a rope.
Probably someone from the same group who told me to “Sling yer hook”.
I also heard “On your bike” and “Sod off” before I fell off the bar.
COOKIE: Its exotic dancing at the VIP club in Anaconda, Montana. During the daytime the place is a nursery school and the woman on the bar is their teacher. And remember folks: ANACONDA MONTANA.
I've gotten used to waking up naked in the trunk of my car, lying in a pool of vomit.
ReplyDeleteI just hate when it happens on weekdays.
Egged on by Infomaniac barflys, The Mistress attempts to re-create the iconic blowing dress scene from The Seven Year Itch.
ReplyDeleteI know how you feel Mistress......
ReplyDeleteHi Roxy - Hi XL....
Mistress.... my head hurts.....
ROXY: I've gotten used to waking up naked in the trunk of my car, lying in a pool of vomit.
ReplyDeleteI just hate when it happens on weekdays.
Get it together, gal.
You’ve got an appointment this morning to have your beehive shellacked.
XL: Egged on by Infomaniac barflys, The Mistress attempts to re-create the iconic blowing dress scene from The Seven Year Itch.
For hygienic reasons, one must keep ones Secret Lady Place aerated.
DAMIEN: I know how you feel Mistress......
Hi Roxy - Hi XL....
Mistress.... my head hurts.....
May I suggest that you cease and desist from banging it against the wall?
I'm still not sure about that cocktail Cybperpete was mixing. I'm not sure that champagne, egg whites and advocaat really go together.
ReplyDeleteMy stomach agrees.
Heyhey ...
ReplyDeleteROSES: I'm still not sure about that cocktail Cybperpete was mixing. I'm not sure that champagne, egg whites and advocaat really go together.
ReplyDeleteMy stomach agrees.
The fact that he hasn’t shown up here yet this morning is testament enough.
MAGO: Heyhey ...
My my.
I need a cold compress and a glass of champagne STAT!
ReplyDeleteHello... Hello... move your coats Bitches... I'm suffocating under here....
ReplyDeleteOh... and I'll have what She's having....
CYBERPOOF: I need a cold compress and a glass of champagne STAT!
ReplyDeleteThere’s only room for one on my fainting chaise.
PRINCESS: Hello... Hello... move your coats Bitches... I'm suffocating under here....
Oh... and I'll have what She's having....
She’ll be having a frontal lobotomy if she keeps it up.
Twelve jars of olives were consumed and there's a mysterious stain on the floor by booth 6. So I'm guessing too many martinis.
ReplyDeleteBut I'd much prefer a Bottle in front of me....
ReplyDeleteOh Hai Hayward
ReplyDeleteHAYWARD: Twelve jars of olives were consumed and there's a mysterious stain on the floor by booth 6. So I'm guessing too many martinis.
ReplyDeleteThat stain…does it look like yogurt by any chance?
p.s. Princess is trying to get your attention.
PRINCESS: But I'd much prefer a Bottle in front of me....
Then you shall HAVE it, Dorothy!
Hai Princess!
ReplyDeleteOh here we go.
ReplyDeleteDear God Cyberpete, how do you do that?!
ReplyDeleteMy head....my stomach...and you want champagne?!
*runs away clutching her mouth, trips over Princess and Hayward arguing about the stain*
ROSES: Dear God Cyberpete, how do you do that?!
ReplyDeleteMy head....my stomach...and you want champagne?!
*runs away clutching her mouth, trips over Princess and Hayward arguing about the stain*
You can run but you cannot hide from…
THE STAIN!!!
* slips on stain *
ReplyDeleteEw, gods. That looks far too suspicious to be yogurt.
Right. I'm off before 'Petra realises that's the last of the Champagne.
I seem to have 'misplaced' Broom, though, so I'll be using several of these spent cocktail umbrellas to 'Mary Poppins'-it out of here.
IVD: * slips on stain *
ReplyDeleteEw, gods. That looks far too suspicious to be yogurt.
Right. I'm off before 'Petra realises that's the last of the Champagne.
I seem to have 'misplaced' Broom, though, so I'll be using several of these spent cocktail umbrellas to 'Mary Poppins'-it out of here.
Speaking of “ew” … don’t bring your husband’s used pink loofah shower scrunchie thingy ‘round here either.
someone told you to go piss up a rope.
ReplyDeleteIts exotic dancing at the VIP club in Anaconda, Montana. During the daytime the place is a nursery school and the woman on the bar is their teacher.
ReplyDeleteAnd remember folks: ANACONDA MONTANA.
NORMADESMOND: someone told you to go piss up a rope.
ReplyDeleteProbably someone from the same group who told me to “Sling yer hook”.
I also heard “On your bike” and “Sod off” before I fell off the bar.
COOKIE: Its exotic dancing at the VIP club in Anaconda, Montana. During the daytime the place is a nursery school and the woman on the bar is their teacher.
And remember folks: ANACONDA MONTANA.
Anaconda Montana… isn’t that Hannah’s sister?
I can’t keep up.
Mom! get down before you get hurt!
ReplyDeleteI don't know, but I've got corn on the cob somewhere unmentionable.
ReplyDeleteSx
CHICKORY: Mom! get down before you get hurt!
ReplyDeleteHave you no control of your family members?
SCARLET: I don't know, but I've got corn on the cob somewhere unmentionable.
Honestly, you’re getting as bad as Beast.