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| Betrothal Bash at The Playhouse; The Engagement of PapaC and J Delight | |
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| Tweet Topic Started: Nov 29 2004, 11:40 PM (2,602 Views) | |
| kloister | Dec 15 2004, 09:24 AM Post #226 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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*Kloister sees his best friend PapaC in full flow as he pelts a barrage of strawberry cream tartlets at his intended victims...The way which he shields his betrothed from the stray JAM soaked pigs trotters...Sheer Unadulterated Chivalry...With a nod to Bob, Kloister has the DJ cue up the next dedication...* This one is dedicated by Kloister in honour of his best friend PapaC... ![]() Elvis Presley - Hunk of Burning Love Click HERE to listen in... Lord almighty, I feel my temperature rising Higher higher It's burning through to my soul Girl, girl, girl You gonna set me on fire My brain is flaming I don't know which way to go Your kisses lift me higher Like the sweet song of a choir You light my morning sky With burning love Ooh, ooh, ooh, I feel my temperature rising Help me, I'm flaming I must be a hundred and nine Burning, burning, burning And nothing can cool me I just might turn into smoke But I feel fine Cause your kisses lift me higher Like a sweet song of a choir And you light my morning sky With burning love It's coming closer The flames are reaching my body Please won't you help me I feel like I'm slipping away It's hard to breath And my chest is a-heaving Lord almighty, I'm burning a hole where I lay Cause your kisses lift me higher Like the sweet song of a choir You light my morning sky With burning love With burning love Ah, ah, burning love I'm just a hunk, a hunk of burning love Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love Just a hunk, a hunk of burning love |
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| Jack_Tarr | Dec 15 2004, 11:15 AM Post #227 |
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Exhaulted Master - Dominion of Darryayah
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"Has anyone seen the dessert cart?" :shooters |
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| PapaC | Dec 15 2004, 11:30 AM Post #228 |
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0.5 Steamie; 0.5 FBB
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As JT searches high and low for the ammunition ... sorry, dessert ... cart, Bob spies him and calls to him across the floor that is fast becoming a wasteland "Hellooooo sailor ... Or should I say 'Ahoy there' ... I've had a request to play you something, and since I noticed you were drinking tequila, here's one to cheer you up ..." The Eagles - Tequila Sunrise Click HERE to listen in... It's another tequila sunrise Starin' slowly 'cross the sky, Said goodbye He was just a hired hand Workin' on the dreams he planned To try The days go by Ev'ry night when the sun goes down Just another lonely boy in town And she's out runnin' 'round She wasn't just another woman And I couldn't keep from comin' On It's been so long Oh, and it's a hollow feelin' When it comes down to dealin' Friends It never ends Take another shot of courage Wonder why the right words never come You just get numb It's another tequila sunrise, This old world still looks the same, Another frame. mmmmmmmmm... |
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| j delight | Dec 15 2004, 11:36 AM Post #229 |
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Jacky - I think the dessert cart flew past you about 10 minutes ago...<ducks another round of jammy projectiles>.... (ack - I hate when cheese grits get in my hair) *Picks some cheesegrits from her hair and flicks them at JT.* *Notices that the badgers find Smarti quite tasty, and yells over to him....* It's the haggis, just lie still and they'll be finished with you in a minute! |
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| Jack_Tarr | Dec 15 2004, 01:22 PM Post #230 |
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Exhaulted Master - Dominion of Darryayah
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FOOD FIGHT!!!!!!!!!!![]() *Teary eyed from hearing his life's story on the sound system, JT fails to see the Whoopie Pie launched in his direction by his wicked niece JD* ![]() *As more and more guests are sucked into the vortex, JT thinks to himself* "Hey clean up people...it sucks to be you!"
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| j delight | Dec 15 2004, 04:28 PM Post #231 |
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Whoopie pie? Oh maaan, I didn't even noticed I wasted a perfectly good whoopie pie on a fight. :eyes: <innocent eyes> *While bending down to grab a handful of preflung goo from the floor, JD finds 5 bowls of pate' and for some reason, a box of door knobs... Wipes up a particularly colorful mass and tosses it over her shoulder indiscriminantly*
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| TOOL a HOO | Dec 15 2004, 05:05 PM Post #232 |
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*orders up a Southern Comfort* Thanks chap... *linger's a bit" |
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| Semartica | Dec 15 2004, 06:06 PM Post #233 |
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Mikail Vlodmekov, Private Investigations.
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*Finds himself ducking behind a table and throwing sticky badgers at kloister.* Zere iz an old sying in Russia... But I heve forgotten vot it iz. *Has a dwarf mortar team start shooting various vegitables in kloisters general area. Unfortunately they have bad aim, and soon everyone in a 20 foot radius of kloister is covered in squash, including, ironically, Vlodmekov. |
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| j delight | Dec 15 2004, 10:38 PM Post #234 |
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There is no lingering here, my friend. :none: *hands Toolish a blop of black pate, and gently using his arm as a catapult, winks at him and launches the pate right into the back of Smarti's head. Takes a cracker and removes the rest of the pate from Tool's hand. Then runs like hell to the DJ table to hide behind Lizzie, resplendent in her black and white fur evening gown...* |
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| kloister | Dec 16 2004, 04:45 AM Post #235 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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Throwing Badgers eh!..Heaven forbid you should get covered in JAM...I just have no notion whatsoever about what the Badgers would do to you then... *Glances over to see J Delight looking as beautiful as ever...Even with the small blob of pate hanging from her chin...As she gathers her JAM ammunition together...* |
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| kloister | Dec 16 2004, 05:39 AM Post #236 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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Everyone's having a fabulous time by the sounds of it...So lets see the good times continue to roll...I just don't want to see too much of that food come my way...I suffer from all sorts of allergies and...Well...Erm...Flakey skin that's all I'll say at this particular juncture... Let Battle Commence... ... and ... errrrm <consults a scrap of paper extracted from his trouser pocket as small change spills all over the floor>... OOOoooo damn! errrrm ahhh ... Laysay lay bone tarm roolay The Animals - Let The Good Times Roll Click HERE to listen in... Come on baby, let the good times roll Come on baby, let me thrill your soul Come on baby, let the good times roll, roll all night long Oh baby, feel so good when you're home Come on baby, rock me all night long Come on baby, let's close the door Come on baby, let's rock some more Come on baby, let the good times roll, roll all night long Come on baby, let's close the door Come on honey, let's rock some more Come on baby, let the good times roll, roll all night long Oh baby, feel so good when you're home Come on baby, rock me all night long Come on baby, let the good times roll Come on baby, let me thrill your soul Come on baby, let the good times roll, roll all night long |
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| kloister | Dec 16 2004, 11:09 AM Post #237 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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And another dedication for JD...After all it is her Bash and if you think I am gonna argue with her you've got another thing coming ...Faith Hill - The Way You Love Me Click HERE to listen in... If I could grant You one wish I'd wish you could see the way you kiss Ooh, I love watching you Baby When you're driving me crazy Ooh, I love the way you Love the way you love me There's nowhere else I'd rather be Ooh, to feel the way I feel with your arms around me I only wish that you could see the way you love me The way you love It's not right It's not fair What you're missing over there Someday I'll find a way to show you Just how lucky I am to know you Ooh, I love the way you Love the way you love me There's nowhere else I'd rather be Ooh, to feel the way I feel with your arms around me I only wish that you could see the way you love me The way you love me You're the million reasons why There's love reflecting in my eyes Ooh, I love the way you Love the way you love me There's nowhere else I'd rather be Ooh, to feel the way I feel with your arms around me I only wish that you could see the way you love me The way you love me The way you love me Ooh, the way you love me The way you love me |
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| Military Force | Dec 16 2004, 11:57 AM Post #238 |
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Wandering Ghost
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Of course. Bob, could you do me the pleasure of putting on a waltz? *Darvin bows and extends one hand to her* Do you waltz miss? |
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| kloister | Dec 16 2004, 01:36 PM Post #239 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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MF my good man...What a stirling idea...And I have just the one for you too... Hank Williams Sr - The Tennessee Waltz Click HERE to listen in... Dance her legs off MF!.. |
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| kloister | Dec 16 2004, 01:44 PM Post #240 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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Hope that everyone's ok after that?..Well good...I see that there is still plenty of food untouched on the trestle tables way over there at the back...And to get you back in the mood for more of the Food Fighting...Get a load of this... Travis - Sing Click HERE to listen in... *Just then a huge projector screen drops down from the ceiling just to the side of the DJ desk and it sparks into life with the song video...* OOooo...High Tech!.. Click HERE to tune in... Baby, you’ve been going so crazy Lately nothing seems to be going right Solo, why do you have to get so low You’re so... You’ve been waiting in the sun too long But if you sing, sing, sing, sing, sing For the love you bring won’t mean a thing Unless you sing, sing, sing Colder, crying on your shoulder Hold her, and tell her everything’s gonna be fine Surely, you’ve been going too early Hurry ’cos no-one’s gonna be stopped Na na na But if you sing, sing, sing, sing sing For the love you bring won’t mean a thing Unless you sing, sing, sing Baby, there’s something going on today But I say nothing, nothing, nothing Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing |
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| j delight | Dec 16 2004, 04:28 PM Post #241 |
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Kloister... I mean Bob :eyes: You are one awesome guy! Thanks so much <kiss> |
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| parrrrtay | Dec 16 2004, 04:54 PM Post #242 |
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Do not follow me, for I am lost...
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*ducks from a bowl of green flying pate, thinking TaH has the right idea, so I pull up a chair next to him* "I'll have a Southern Comfort too, please" *waiting for drink to arrive* "So Tools', some wild party huh?" |
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| TOOL a HOO | Dec 16 2004, 05:32 PM Post #243 |
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Hey Babe... Sure seems to be. Its been a while for the SP. *lifts triple SC in the air* Cheers! |
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| parrrrtay | Dec 16 2004, 06:17 PM Post #244 |
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Do not follow me, for I am lost...
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"Cheers back at you" *Slams my SC and orders up another one* "Did you see Kloister and his Lizzie dance earlier? It was such a funny site to see. They were out there on the dance floor with weird and wonderful food stuffs flying round their heads. But Kloister didn't seem to mind after all he was dancing with the lady of his dreams. I have this feeling that Lizzie will be the one to catch the bouquet at the upcoming wedding!
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| Semartica | Dec 16 2004, 06:47 PM Post #245 |
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Mikail Vlodmekov, Private Investigations.
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*Returns to his post.* Enough of zat. May I serve any nearby sober people? |
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| parrrrtay | Dec 16 2004, 07:12 PM Post #246 |
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Do not follow me, for I am lost...
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"Do birds sing?" *accepts Darvin's hand and lets him lead me to the dance floor*
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| Jack_Tarr | Dec 16 2004, 07:29 PM Post #247 |
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Exhaulted Master - Dominion of Darryayah
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"Shay! The Shh P doeshn't low dishcriminashion! Yoush gotta serve ush sots too." :wacko: :shooters :wacko: |
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| TOOL a HOO | Dec 16 2004, 07:31 PM Post #248 |
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Perhaps, but I would like to point out that I am lookin at one fine catch at the very moment. Another round? Shall I? |
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| Semartica | Dec 16 2004, 10:56 PM Post #249 |
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Mikail Vlodmekov, Private Investigations.
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Ze sober come first... Ah vot ze hell. *Pours something green and foul-smelling with smoke billowing out the top.* ZAT should knock you off you're feet. |
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| kloister | Dec 17 2004, 05:12 AM Post #250 |
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Fudgie's 'Fronk'...
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That might well knock you off your feet Smarti... Now listen to this...It'll blow your socks off Dedicated to the CrAzY redhead currently eating that man on the dance floor... Patsy Cline - CrAzY Click HERE to listen in... CrAzY, I'm CrAzY for feeling so lonely. I'm CrAzY, CrAzY for feeling so blue. I knew you'd love me as long as you wanted, And then someday you'd leave me for somebody new. Worry, why do I let myself worry? Wond'ring, what in the world did I do? Oh, CrAzY for thinking that my love could hold you, I'm CrAzY for trying, And CrAzY for crying, And I'm CrAzY for loving you. Oh, CrAzY for thinking that my love could hold you. I'm CrAzY for trying, And CrAzY for crying, And I'm CrAzY for loving you. |
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Wipes up a particularly colorful mass and tosses it over her shoulder indiscriminantly*
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