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 Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 7:57 pm
*Snickers loudly* Next song for the twisted sister?
*Grins*
*Walks back to the bar to take a sip of her green drink.*
(will edit the thing above lol. back to what it was.)
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 7:58 pm
Yah, 'c** on Feel the Noize.'
::polishes off his glass and dances with the empty glass a bit on the dance floor::
It's an absolute garbage song, but everyone knows it.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:01 pm
*Grins and giggles.*
*Takes another sip of the green drink and hopes back off her stool.*
*Dances on the floor with 'Billy'.*
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:02 pm
*watches as the two "strangers" dance*
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:03 pm
::grabs Jean's hands and coerces her to join them on the dance floor::
c** on feel the noize!
Grrrls, rock your boyz!
We'll go wild, wild wild
Wild, wild wild!
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:05 pm
*joins them on the dance floor*
Its been a while since I've got to go dancing.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:07 pm
Well, you need to convince your husband/wife/boyfriend/girlfriend/all of the above to do it more often!
::dizzily walks away from the dance floor to start pouring more shots::
A few more of these and I bet we can get you on the karaoke machine.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:09 pm
Hartley Rathaway Well, you need to convince your husband/wife/boyfriend/girlfriend/all of the above to do it more often!
::dizzily walks away from the dance floor to start pouring more shots::
A few more of these and I bet we can get you on the karaoke machine. Have none of the above. One of the side effects of being dead. At least I get to dance here. Me and karaoke? That does not sound like a good combination.
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:11 pm
Yes, but you + two more shots of bourbon + karaoke sounds like EPIC WIN.
::dances out onto the floor trying not to spill the bourbon and (mostly) succeeding before handing them off to Jean::
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:13 pm
*She moves over to the bar after awhile and then grips the side tightly as the world seems to spin.*
Whoa! Man....
*blinks.*
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:14 pm
*takes the shots and starts eying the machine*
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:15 pm
Tell you what, Marcy, if you do it, I'll sing "Son of a Preacher Man" for you all. It sounds extra dirty when a man sings it.
Woah, hey...
::staggers over to Chesty to see if she needs help::
You okay?
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:22 pm
*heads up to the karaoke machine and starts to sing Proud Mary
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:24 pm
YEAH!
::flicks on a lighter that was lying on the countertop and waves it in the air::
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Posted: Fri Jan 08, 2010 8:27 pm
*finishes the song, takes a bow, and slightly stumbles off stage*
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