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This is getting old, Mr. Shakespeare. Oh well.... <<a soft green glow settles over the room. The occupants experience a fleeting sense of deja-vu. And all is as it was, except for Mr. Shakespeare, that is. He's now wearing his red lycra bikini briefs on his head and his socks on his ears.>>
Apparently the Emerald Empress' spell has a mischievous side.
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*hold out towel to Kent to replace the red lycra bikini briefs now on his head while discretely looking away*
-------------------- Five billion years from now the Sun will go nova and obliterate the Earth. Don't sweat the small stuff!
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Semi, in honor of Christmas, the long ago celebrated Earth holiday, I shall stand under the missletoe for any females that come into SHAKES. And for every fifth male, I will give a pat on the butt!
Now if only Harbi could do a few Christmas tunes on the piano...
From: If you don't want my peaches, honey... | Registered: Sep 2003
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Lardy, since you're just an auto-reply algorithm, I'm beaming you the chemical composition of Lardy Ale. Like it?
Cobaltus, you realize that at SHAKES for every pat on the butt you give, you'll get two squeezes of yours.
Future, heed the cautionary advice to Cobalt Kid. And we'd all love to hear Harbinger do a number or two. Where is that lovely minx?
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quote:Originally posted by Semi Transparent Fellow: Lardy, since you're just an auto-reply algorithm, I'm beaming you the chemical composition of Lardy Ale. Like it?
mmmmmmm......nice chemical composition, that one!
quote:Originally posted by Semi Transparent Fellow: Cobaltus, you realize that at SHAKES for every pat on the butt you give, you'll get two squeezes of yours.
And yea his devious master plan stands revealed!
quote:Originally posted by Semi Transparent Fellow: And we'd all love to hear Harbinger do a number or two. Where is that lovely minx?
Long as we ain't watchin' her number two, if you catch my drift! This is one twisted algorithm, but not quite that twisted!
-------------------- "Suck it, depressos!"--M. Lash
From: The Underbelly of Society | Registered: Jul 2003
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Potty mouth, Lard Lad. For that, I should make you go out on a date with one of those Arthurian sisters, if they were around anymore. Vivianne, I think was her name, would be a challenge.
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Oh, Nancy, don't give Lardy such a hard time. Business at SHAKES has been rather dismal for the last year and a half. What with STU gone (although he's fine, so don't worry) and Miner getting all responsible and stuff (we still lament the demise of the 3'fer), we really do need a STAR patron. I think Lardy's up for the task.
Caliente, a margarita for you would be the exquisite Heradura Silver Tequila, fresh lime, Cointreau, a splash of Rose's Lime (not too much though) and more fresh lime. It must be tart - with just a hint of sweetness and must excite the back of the tongue like Alejandro Fernandez singing to you, and you alone, in the moonlight. Enjoy.
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You know, what ever happened to Tia Maria? Maybe we should have a Tia Maria night. In fact, my first Tia Maria creation, will be the Tia Cramer - three ounces of Tia Maria, a shot of espresso, a dollop of whipped cream and a freshly roasted coffee bean on top. Enjoy, Lard Lard.
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