And let the costume party commence ...
Mar. 5th, 2005 09:15 pm*glares at all of you*
If you're expecting a happy, shiny hostess, you're all out of your goddamn minds. Bar is in the back. Pool table's to your left. Jukebox is to the right. And if any of you pull anything, I swear I'll shove the closest weapon so far up your ass, you'll think you swallowed an armory.
Like you're not all dead already anyway.
*grabs a bottle of tequila*
*heads off with gun in hand to watch the door for suspicious characters gunning for my son*
If you're expecting a happy, shiny hostess, you're all out of your goddamn minds. Bar is in the back. Pool table's to your left. Jukebox is to the right. And if any of you pull anything, I swear I'll shove the closest weapon so far up your ass, you'll think you swallowed an armory.
Like you're not all dead already anyway.
*grabs a bottle of tequila*
*heads off with gun in hand to watch the door for suspicious characters gunning for my son*
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Date: 2005-03-06 06:11 am (UTC)*drinks from the rum again* Does the Caribbean taste as good as this rum?
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Date: 2005-03-06 06:36 am (UTC)*doesn't wait for a response, leans over and kisses Jack Sparrow*
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Date: 2005-03-06 06:38 am (UTC)Nice lad. Very nice. *wanders boatward, whistling merrily*
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Date: 2005-03-06 05:12 pm (UTC)