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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 6:53 pm
*gets smacked in the head by Zinda's shirt*
Ack! I gone blind! Oh....wait......nevermind.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 6:54 pm
Zinda Blake Woo hoo! *whips off shirt, flings it like a bolero* What? You never saw a bra before? scream Uh, Zinda. There's no bra there. And now we're getting a show! xd
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 6:55 pm
rolleyes Oh no, I'm not falling for THAT trick again. There most certainly IS one, and it's staying ON, cowboy. wink
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 6:55 pm
Creote shields his eyes and starts feeling around for his drink.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 6:56 pm
Zinda Blake rolleyes Oh no, I'm not falling for THAT trick again. There most certainly IS one, and it's staying ON, cowboy. wink Damn, couldn't trick you. xd
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 6:57 pm
Rex Mason George Sloane *ports in for a drink* ....Wellllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll. Hello! George! How's it going, man? Much better now, I assure you! Miggy: That I am. Good to see you too.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 6:58 pm
George Sloane Miggy: That I am. Good to see you too. blaugh
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 6:58 pm
Hey, it's that fancy boy.
I'll pay you
*counts her roll of bills*
$536 to give Creote a lap dance. biggrin
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 6:59 pm
Hey Kitty can I get another drink?
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 6:59 pm
Has this joint rotated into a strip joint since this morning? confused
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 7:00 pm
You ever been to war, sir? Any place you make camp can be a strip joint.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 7:00 pm
Jaeger_Ayers Has this joint rotated into a strip joint since this morning? confused Yes, Jaeger. Yes it has.
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 7:01 pm
Zinda Blake Hey, it's that fancy boy. I'll pay you *counts her roll of bills* $536 to give Creote a lap dance. biggrin I hope you don't mean me! *looks at Creote's sad face* What?
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 7:02 pm
One beer and another Ginger n Brandy.
Coming up!
*grabs the drinks*
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Posted: Thu Jan 25, 2007 7:03 pm
Zinda Blake You ever been to war, sir? Any place you make camp can be a strip joint. Medawar army didn't have much by way of camps, and the only women there were Medawar who don't take kindly much to Ascian halfbreeds. Especially those farmed out from the prison population to cannon-fodder. Not much strippin' in the trenches.
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