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 Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 8:32 pm
Cpl James Howlett *Sniffs lightly and leans on the bar with his elbow pointing at JP* Bub... I ain't dog-stinkin' drunk. Not yet. But give me a another round of these babies, and I'll be pretty damned good. *Grins goofily, and prepares his second round of shots.* Mon Dieu. I shudder to think what you're going to be like when you hit the 'maudlin' stage of drunkeness.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 8:34 pm
You got it Logan. *sips her drink and then grabs the bottle from him and begins pouring it into a few shot glasses at a time*
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 8:36 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 8:37 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 8:38 pm
*Sits there for a moment, rubbing his hands into his face. The numbing sensation of being drunk was rather forign for him* Cripes... I can't feel my face.. Friggin' awesome stuff tha' commi brought me.
*Smacks his lips looking at his third round, and starts knocking them back. Smiles at the near half-finished bottle of Vodka, and grins having two more set up ready to follow*
Y'nno, JP... There ain' stages... when it comes ta drinkin'.. Nah, pssh. Nah... It's levels. *Puts his hand out horizontally flat. Lifts his arm up some, going up a 'level'* This is normal drunkness... Well, human drunkedness... Immabout 'ere... *Holds his hand up a little further, abot a foot higher than his original spot* ...What I got right now'd put down a bull.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 8:38 pm
Kitty cat, Kitty cat, where have you been?
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 8:41 pm
Patsy Walker Kitty cat, Kitty cat, where have you been? *looks around confused* Right here.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 8:43 pm
KittyPryde Patsy Walker Kitty cat, Kitty cat, where have you been? *looks around confused* Right here. *Chuckles and GLOMPS saying,* I've been in London to visit the Queen. Ya silly. xp
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 8:44 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 8:44 pm
*flies in with a Defenders portable phone*
Patricia, the Queen of England just called. They want the crown jewels back. stare
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 8:46 pm
Prince Namor MacKenzie *flies in with a Defenders portable phone*
Patricia, the Queen of England just called. They want the crown jewels back. stare I left them on your nightstand, you big hunk of fish meat! heart
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 8:49 pm
Patsy Walker Prince Namor MacKenzie *flies in with a Defenders portable phone*
Patricia, the Queen of England just called. They want the crown jewels back. stare I left them on your nightstand, you big hunk of fish meat! heart
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 9:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 9:31 pm
*raises his glass of mimosa and nods to Jean-Paul*
Whatever you are drinking Jean-Paul, it's on me.
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Posted: Sat Apr 16, 2005 9:32 pm
Prince Namor MacKenzie *raises his glass of mimosa and nods to Jean-Paul*
Whatever you are drinking Jean-Paul, it's on me. Generous, though I doubt a club soda will set your treasury back very far. Any reason behind it?
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