And let the costume party commence ...

[apocalypsos]

Okay, look, I don't know much about mixing drinks or being a bartender. So, you know, if you want anything, just ask the waitress. Kiffany's the shit. She can get you anything, you name it.

And the bar is fully stocked with --

*opens bar, finds it empty*

... the fuck? Mason! *stomps off to kick a little ass*

(OOC: I'm going to be in and out of the party today, what with work, so no blowing up the bar. Well, unless that amuses you. ;P)

Comments

[fortuna-juvat.livejournal.com]

Hey, I'm just recording life here.

And the only person I've ever worked for was Alexi Darling and that sleazy Buzzline show. But don't worry, I quit that - I felt like a sellout.

[hereticorp.livejournal.com]

Alright, just a little paranoid, my old boss is out to steal my company.

No biggie, I'll burn the place down before he walks in the door, but it's always best to be sure.

You planning on making a movie about regular schmucks like these guys or something?

[fortuna-juvat.livejournal.com]

I'm hoping to make... something.

I don't know, I'm having a hard time figuring out what I want to do with my life. Existential crisis, y'know?

Maybe if I could just get back with my ex....

[hereticorp.livejournal.com]

I thought that about my Wife after she got back from a year in Africa. We had some makeup sex, which incidentally was caught on tape by Clay because he bugged my house, and it ended up really badly.

Unless you consider her telling me she never wants to see me again and that I can burn down our house for all she cares good.