*Aha, the Italian with the DNA is here. Edges Plec's 'bucket' under the table* Hi iggi *puts elbows on table and squeezes them together (all the better to improve the decolletage) and leans chin on hands* How lovely to see you, a glass of pinot? Only if it's as cool as you sorry I made myself cringe with that one
Dude, I live in Albuquerque, worked in a real Mexican restaurant, did a lot of bar tending, and know where to get some high-grade (not so legal) Tequila. But the Gauntlet has already hit the floor!
I like it ice cold ~ as I like my men *empties ice bucket into Plec's pants* "Down Boy" *Brushes down dress and returns to chaise longue and lights a cigarette in her holder, passes back of hand over forehead* ~ Eurgh, some peoples' manners
Don't worry, my dear, I would never treat you that way! And let *me* light that cigarette for you. Feel free also to put out the ash on top of my bald head, as I will gladly be your ashtray.
A gentleman at last, thank you kind sir, and I think you look most distinguished without my ash on your head
Ok so she wasn't drunk enough. Next time going to make it a 20-liter bucket just to be safe. *shakes ice out of pants*
Depends who was in the movie. If you could name names, I could let you know if they belong to me or to some 13 year old who got frisky over a 3D Jonas Brothers concert.
Good night. I'll be hiding somewhere awkward if you need me. *the Phantom Pervert disappears in a cloud of KY jelly boxes and condom wrappers*