Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Got there already. Why do you think she had to cut up the rest of it?
What's that, JAC? You need some help choosing your next number? I'll be right there.
Wipe the frosting from your mouth, Rath.
*glares at Moony, wipes frosting on M's blouse*
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Offers JAC some frosting.....
You are one evil beyatch.
*tries to walk out with dignity, trips*
Broadway Legend Joined: 6/12/05
*hoping someone will do the Heimlic Manuever*
*faints*
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
*picks up Rath, continues on to JAC without missing a beat*
"Hey, JAC, there's your biggest competition."
Too late to suck up now.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
*dumps Rath on top of SweetQ's body*
Someone call an ambulance and the pizza parlor down the street.
Broadway Legend Joined: 5/15/03
(Patrick is still singing to me)
*gets up, grabs Moony's purse and cake and runs*
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Is that what they're calling it now, Dolly? Geez, man, the body - if we had one - isn't even cold yet.
Hey, Rath - you bring back that......cake. RIGHT NOW.
NO.
Nor will I now either.
damn double posts
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Ha Ha!!! You double posted. You double posted.
I think you just did too, but you confined it to one post.
Huh?
That's right.
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/28/04
Nevermind, you can keep that piece of cake, smashed in your sweaty little hand. The pizza guy is here.
"Thanks, sir. That man in 'Hello Dolly' red is paying for it. Be sure he gives you a nice tip."
You haven't won yet, missy.
Not by a long shot.
A funeral/memorial is never truly complete without some sort of fighting amongst some of the mourners.
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
Back home you've gotta throw in a drunk or two.
Hey! Don't look at me.
This must be an Irish memorial.
Besides, as you've been witness to, Moony and I fight wherever we are.
Broadway Legend Joined: 8/22/05
*runs in, gets drunk, slaps DD and bd, then runs out*
How was that?
uh-oh.
She got drunk on one drink. She's only 14. Time out for you, missy!
Our fingerprints don't fade from the lives we touch.
Puppies are babies in fur coats.
Tinfoil...The Terrorizing Terminator
Broadway Legend Joined: 8/22/05
But...but...
*grabs drink and runs*
Broadway Legend Joined: 12/31/69
You know the service is over when there's no one left but the closed casket and the drinking lesbian hoping to saddle-up to a lone weeping female standing off to one side.
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