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Post by Nucleo on Aug 17, 2004 6:06:16 GMT -5
the chestnuts are about done, anyone want any? No, keep going LR, I can't finish these without you. And Thorin of course, but I suppose there might be a substitute for him in this instance. For you, no. Him, yes. Carry on...
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Post by LadyRebels on Aug 17, 2004 6:18:29 GMT -5
*gets a really evil thought, turns and suprise tackles Nucleo, pushing him back into the seat, then leans over to whisper in his ear*
Subs are nice sometimes but then somethings can never truly have subs......but here you go, let' finish those chestnuts for you....... ;D
*rubs her chestnuts against Nucleo's chest, then wiggles around a bit on his lap, and kisses him quickly*
So do you think that helped to heat them up?
*stands up, turns back to Warrior, and straddles his lap, leaning over to whisper in his ear*
Now I am hungry again....... ;D
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Post by Nucleo on Aug 17, 2004 6:24:16 GMT -5
Yep, they're done...Man, Thorin, you are one lucky guy...*Starts passing out chestnuts to anyone who wants one* Come and get 'em, cooked by LR herself! Come and get 'em while they're HOT!
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Post by LadyRebels on Aug 17, 2004 7:17:02 GMT -5
*takes a couple of them, and puts one between lips, offering it to WT* wanna share?
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Post by Nucleo on Aug 17, 2004 7:21:07 GMT -5
*chucks one at BN* Maybe that'll knock some sense into him. He's too drunk...
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Post by Nucleo on Aug 17, 2004 7:22:47 GMT -5
Wait. What am I saying. How could anyone be TOO drunk in this atmosphere? *Chugs down a glass of vodka and grabs for another one*
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Post by LadyRebels on Aug 17, 2004 8:16:41 GMT -5
*decides to change the tone a bit, hope you don't mind WT... * *gets out of the hot tub and runs to the room behind the bar, comes out dressed in this....* *starts up the karoke machine, and jumps up on the bar, starting with a tune from Trace Adkins, but changing it around a bit....* Artist: Trace Adkins Album: Rough & Ready Title: Rough & Ready Mudgrips - white-tip Cigar stickin' out of my from between my lips Earnhardt racing sticker on the window Banged up fender 4x4 - straight pipe roar Primer and rust all over the door Scarred up knuckles, Mack belt buckle White t-shirt - Ain't afraid to work Got a "what-are-you-looking-at-asshole" smirk Cold beer, hot wings Wranglers, Skoal ring Get just what you see Gun rack, ball cap Don't take no crap Ain't a pretty boy-toy I'll rock you steady Rough and ready Work boots - one blue dress Size too small - don't wear at all Unless somebody kicks - gets hitched That's a bitch - makes me itch Up with sun - off on the run Makin' money money - cause I wanna have fun 5 o'clock whistle - off like a missle Got a hot date, dude named Warrior Think's I'm cool - 'cause I shoot straight Ain't one thing about him fake He's tall and handsome - and he goes great with Cold beer, hot wings Wranglers, Skoal ring Get just what you see Gun rack, ball cap Don't take no crap Ain't a pretty boy-toy I'll rock you steady Rough and ready Well you are who you are And that's all right with me Well I am who I am And that's all I can be Cold beer, hot wings Wranglers, Skoal ring Get just what you see Gun rack, ball cap Don't take no crap Ain't a pretty boy-toy I'll rock you steady Rough and ready Rough and ready Yeah...me and my buddies are all alike Overvoice of another female: is that a real gun LR: ya it is a real gun Voice: you got a permit for that LR: no I ain't got a permit for that, you got a permit to ask stupid questions?
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Sir Paul
Senator / Director of the Pacific Press
This is PNN
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Post by Sir Paul on Aug 17, 2004 8:39:54 GMT -5
*Gets out of hottub, grabs a towel and a bottle of Petron*
Here's a little advice for all the men looking for love.
Artist: John Anderson Title: Straight Tequila Night
If you really want to know, she comes here a lot. She just loves to hear the music and dance. K13 is her favorite song. If you play it, you might have a chance. Tonight she's only sippin' white wine. She's friendly, and fun-lovin' most of the time.
But don't ask her on a straight tequila night. She'll start thinkin' about him, then she's ready to fight. Blames her broken heart on every man in sight, On a straight tequila night.
Here's a glass of Chablis, some quarters and change: Maybe you can turn her love life around. Then she won't need the salt or the lime anymore, To shoot that old memory down. Just remember her heart's on the mend, If you ever come back to see her again.
Don't ask her on a straight tequila night. She'll start thinkin' about him, then she's ready to fight. Blames her broken heart on every man in sight, On a straight tequila night.
*Instrumental break.* *LR takes a shot of Petron from the bottle* *Apparently I won't be asking her tonight*
Don't ask her on a straight tequila night. She'll start thinkin' about him, then she's ready to fight. Blames her broken heart on every man in sight, On a straight tequila night.
Don't ask her on a straight tequila night. She'll start thinkin' about him, then she's ready to fight. Blames her broken heart on every man in sight, On a straight tequila night.
To fade:
Don't ask her on a straight tequila night. She'll start thinkin' about him, then she's ready to fight. Blames her broken heart on every man in sight, On a straight tequila night.
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Post by Doppelganger on Aug 17, 2004 8:42:48 GMT -5
I'm scandalized. I feel dirty for even posting in this thread.
*Goes to shower off....*
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Post by Desetland on Aug 17, 2004 9:21:57 GMT -5
*walks in*
AAAAAAKKKKKK! Karaoke!
*runs out. A boom is heard from the sound barrier breaking*
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Post by SardaASSK on Aug 17, 2004 9:49:19 GMT -5
*steps out of hot tub, takes a seat on a nearby bench... yes, still buck-naked*
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Post by Warrior Thorin on Aug 17, 2004 10:00:03 GMT -5
*Throws loin cloth to Sarda and sits next to LR
Sing to me, Baby!
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Post by LadyRebels on Aug 17, 2004 10:08:34 GMT -5
I'm scandalized. I feel dirty for even posting in this thread. *Goes to shower off....* *rolls eyes, then why post?* YA KNOW IT AIN'T GONNA STOP THE FUN.......*crosses eyes* *turns back to WT* Oh let me think of something.... ;D
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Post by LadyRebels on Aug 17, 2004 10:36:30 GMT -5
*runs into the back room again and comes out wearing this......Comes out claping and wolf whistling at Sir Paul* man that was great..... ;D This next song is in honor of my sister and my niece.Artist: Tim McGraw Album: Live Like You Were Dying Title: Live Like You Were Dyin' He said I was in my early 40's, With a lot of life before me, And a moment came that stopped me on a dime. I spent most of the next days, lookin' at the x-rays, Talkin' 'bout the options and talkin' 'bout sweet time. Asked him when it sank in, that this might really be the real end. How's it hit ya, when you get that kind of news. Man what ya do. And he says, [Chorus] I went sky divin', I went rocky mountain climbin', I went 2.7 seconds on a bull name Fu Manchu. And I loved deeper, And I spoke sweeter, And I gave forgiveness I've been denying, And he said someday I hope you get the chance, To live like you were dyin'. He said I was finally the husband, That most the time I wasn't. And I became a friend a friend would like to have. And all the sudden goin' fishing, Wasn't such an imposition. And I went three times that year I lost my dad. Well I finally read the good book, And I took a good long hard look at what I'd do If I could do it all again. And then. [Chorus] Like tomorrow was a gift and you've got eternity To think about what you do with it, What could you do with it, what can I do with with it, what would I do with it. [Chorus] Sky divin', I went rocky mountain climbin', I went 2.7 seconds on a bull name Fu Manchu. And I loved deeper, And I spoke sweeter, And I watched an eagle as it was flyin'. And he said someday I hope you get the chance, To live like you were dyin'. To live like you were dyin'. To live like you were dyin'. To live like you were dyin'. To live like you were dyin'.
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Post by Selladan on Aug 17, 2004 10:54:16 GMT -5
-Gets up to sing-
This one goes to my dollface, the imaginary Reefy!
Row, row, row your boat....
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