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 Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 11:23 pm
*bats eyes and smiles sweetly*
Now WS, what would you give you such a terrible idea as that? Right now, I'm just substitute bartender, wasting a little time before the sandman calls. I know nothing of these so-called plans you believe we-er, Psyzapp has cooked up for you
*smirks as she sips her own drink*
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Wretched Soul rolled 2 6-sided dice:
1, 5
Total: 6 (2-12)
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 11:31 pm
Playing coy, eh? Last time a sweet little thing batted her eyelashes at me, babes, she was up to no good. Pulls out a pair of dice and tosses them on the table.
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Posted: Sat Aug 29, 2009 11:40 pm
Picks up the dice and the bottle of JD and tips his hat to Miss Icy Reign I believe ya check back further in the thread, you'll find Lil said my drinks was on the house. Put that skylight in up there. Points to the skylight in the ceiling. Miss Psyzapp damn near took out my crew playing with matches.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 1:24 am
*smiles even sweeter* I'm always up to no good love.
*nods and winks back at WS* Have a good night and, uh, TRY and stay out of trouble. You caught me on a good night so I'll only warn you once... be easy...*goes back to cleaning bar and sipping drink*
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 6:06 am
Wretched Soul Picks up the dice and the bottle of JD and tips his hat to Miss Icy Reign I believe ya check back further in the thread, you'll find Lil said my drinks was on the house. Put that skylight in up there. Points to the skylight in the ceiling. Miss Psyzapp damn near took out my crew playing with matches. MATCHES?! eek I don't play with matches. That's for sissy's. It was a blow torch, remember! BLOW TORCH! blaugh That's what happens when ladies have to start mixing drinks for themselves and they want flaming shots.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 4:50 pm
Gilda Geezer *Slides a Long Island Nei's way and a strong shot of whiskey over to Officer Doughtery.* My internet is down for a few days till Comcast resolves it later in the week. I'm at a friends house typing this.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 9:07 pm
If you whine at Comcast, they usually give you a few days credit when it's down... not much but a few dollars off isn't a bad deal. 3nodding
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 10:36 pm
bandaidd watches Officer Case collapse on the treadmill and roll off the end unceremoniously. She calmly marks the end of the test on the printout while shutting off the treadmill then goes to the downed man. Tapping him firmly on the shoulder, she calls out:
Justin, Justin, are you okay, hun?
When there is no response she hollers for someone to call 9-1-1 and begins mouth to mouth recreation, errrr, resuscitation.
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Posted: Sun Aug 30, 2009 10:39 pm
ninja What ya doing to that poor man, Miss Bandaidd? Oh, that's one of them Officers. I'll leave ya alone, ma'am, I'm sure you're qualified to handle it. mrgreen
Grabs another bottle from the bar and leaves the lady to her own devices.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 8:04 am
*ayam thinks she likes this place and decides to stay awhile longer*
mm so you have any specialties Wretched dear? I'd like to see what you can do... I'll take one of what ever you may like to serve me.
*she leans over the bar with a long clove cigarette for the man to light up for her. she smirks over at Psyzapp and gives her a friendly wink*
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 10:15 am
bandaidd bandaidd watches Officer Case collapse on the treadmill and roll off the end unceremoniously. She calmly marks the end of the test on the printout while shutting off the treadmill then goes to the downed man. Tapping him firmly on the shoulder, she calls out: Justin, Justin, are you okay, hun? When there is no response she hollers for someone to call 9-1-1 and begins mouth to mouth recreation, errrr, resuscitation. *knocked out from his fall, he awakens to find Ms. Bandaidd has him in a serious lip lock. He interrupts her and tries to compose himself as he stands to his feet.* Ms. Bandaidd ma'am, I'll be frank. My orders are to report for duty and deliver the appropriate paperwork to Officer Dougherty. As desirable as you are ma'am, I must complete this mission ASAP. *Leans over and whispers in her ear* But if you're not doing anything later… cool
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 12:15 pm
Showcase! Front and Center! Bandaidd, Ma'am ... *tips hat to Bandaidd* It appears that this physical examination is complete. I am requesting that you release Showcase so that he may begin his duties at the Booty bar. Please let us know when all of the proper paperwork is complete so that we may collect and provide them to killafrog.
@ Wretched Soul: I would like to greatly thank you for posting your very extensive Community Service requirements at killa's Grabby Geezer's thread. I just hope that you will realize that this was all meant to be in fun and that we all are anxious to see you return there to visit us soon. 3nodding
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 12:25 pm
JustinShowcase bandaidd bandaidd watches Officer Case collapse on the treadmill and roll off the end unceremoniously. She calmly marks the end of the test on the printout while shutting off the treadmill then goes to the downed man. Tapping him firmly on the shoulder, she calls out: Justin, Justin, are you okay, hun? When there is no response she hollers for someone to call 9-1-1 and begins mouth to mouth recreation, errrr, resuscitation. *knocked out from his fall, he awakens to find Ms. Bandaidd has him in a serious lip lock. He interrupts her and tries to compose himself as he stands to his feet.* Ms. Bandaidd ma'am, I'll be frank. My orders are to report for duty and deliver the appropriate paperwork to Officer Dougherty. As desirable as you are ma'am, I must complete this mission ASAP. *Leans over and whispers in her ear* But if you're not doing anything later… cool bandaidd stomps over to desk and signs off physical exam. She slams it in his hand, wiping his slobber off her mouth with the back of the other hand. I saved your life, jerk. Get out of my office! He's all yours, Dougherty!As they leave, she slams the door behind him and listens to his footsteps fade away before breaking down and crying. After her face is good and blotchy, she blows her nose and straightens her uniform, holds up her head and goes to the bar.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 8:42 pm
Dagnabbit! Neither of those officers has provided proof that they've taken HIV/AIDS or BBP (Blood-Borne Pathogens) Training. Oh well, if they assist a bloody patient and get sick, they'd better not come in here for us to treat.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 9:52 pm
Gilda Geezer Dagnabbit! Neither of those officers has provided proof that they've taken HIV/AIDS or BBP (Blood-Borne Pathogens) Training. Oh well, if they assist a bloody patient and get sick, they'd better not come in here for us to treat. I'm sorry, Gilda. I forgot. I haven't had a code in a long time and it really stressed me out. I'll tell them next time I see them. sad
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