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 Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:16 pm
The majority of my life has been spent trying to find something to alleviate neverending boredom.
Speaking of, how many Jaegerbombs should I start you off with? Six? How much does it take to get you college drunk?
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:20 pm
Yeah, I can relate with that.
*She slides into a stool at the bar and leans against it.*
If you mix in some of the green glowing drink it'll hit me as hard as a regular Jaegerbomb would you. *Gives him a small smile.* I want to get smashed.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:21 pm
You got it. So, what should I call you since we're 'incognito?' I think I want to be "Billy McPhee."
::pushes up his identity-concealing glasses and pops the cork on the glowing bottle::
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:22 pm
*finds something to drink*
Howdy folks
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:26 pm
How about Jules? *Chuckles lightly at the glasses, wondering how well it'll work. Leans her chin against her hand.* For the tragic romance...
*Waves a free hand at Josh in a greeting.*
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:26 pm
::slides the 'bomb over to Chastity::
I like Chesty LeRoux for you.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:29 pm
*She laughs lightly as she takes the 'Bomb Piper passed her.*
Oh, C'mon. They're not that big. I think I've met at least one other girl around here that has a bigger rack than me.
...
*ponders and the smirks.* What the hell. Chesty LeRoux it is.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:31 pm
::holds up a cold beer to toast Chesty with::
Honey, you need to only date big-boobed girls, because if you didn't, you'd suffocate your date. One of those outweighs my HEAD.
::takes a long swig::
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:35 pm
*Toasts to Piper. Downs the bomb in three gulps and sets the glass back down on the bar.*
*Snickers lightly.* Man, I kind of like a well rounded chest. After seeing Lady Death chicks with a larger chest than mine, scare me. They are as big as your head. And I mean each of them.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:37 pm
I think I've had nightmares like that.
::pours Chesty another bomb::
Know what we need? Music. Y'know, of a rockin' out, too-loud, talentless college variety.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:42 pm
*Snickers.* I try not to have nightmares like that. Otherwise I'll get a complex around here.
*Takes the second bomb and holds it in her hand as she looks up.* Sounds like it would fit the mood. Maybe something angry? *Muses.*
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:46 pm
Alice Cooper. Then, Rob Zombie.
::polishes off his first beer and heads over to the jukebox::
Toss me another beer, Chesty!
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:51 pm
Oh! I hadn't thought of Alice Cooper, Good call.
*Leans over the bartop and pulls free a beer.*
Incoming BIlly! *Waits for him to look back to her before tossing the beer smoothly his way.*
*Downs the second 'Bomb when she sits back in her seat.*
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 6:51 pm
::The Jukebox starts playing "Feed my Frankenstein."::
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