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Post by seleena on Aug 19, 2005 15:15:52 GMT -5
Seleena looks back into the tavern after her and Sable finished the Sloe Gin. She decides to come back. Seleena and Sable stagger in holding onto each other. Hey lets start something new. We can't do bull bronching, but we can do Sablewolf Bronching. Okay SW, start bucking. SW bucks and Seleena goes flying across the bar, knocks into Bridgie doing her "Coyote Ugly" dance and both go flying off the bar and land behind the bar on the pile of dirty rags. The pot of wash waters falls down on them. Seleena, sits back soaking wet and smelling like dirty bar and pine cleaner, howling and sloshy drunk.
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goldmother
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Post by goldmother on Aug 19, 2005 15:22:46 GMT -5
*Goldmother runs in, looking for some underwear that she dropped before, trips over Seleena on her way to the bar.....*
Bridgie, time for a quick sloe gin...
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Post by phoenix on Aug 19, 2005 15:25:36 GMT -5
Bouncing in comes phoenix and sprawls very untidily over bridgie, SW , seleena and goldmother clutching wet knickers on the floor Champagne dearest Bridgie all round we are moving soon ;D Better stock up on the malt might be needing it before the move is complete
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Post by Calibri on Aug 19, 2005 15:33:33 GMT -5
Bridgie sits up, stars circling her head.......Seleena and SableWolf, I have a very special concoction for you both! Bridgie wavers as she tries to get up, grabs the bar wet bar rags and wet knickers and squeezes it into a shot glass. Here you are ladies, this is a VERY special shooter! Please be my guests!
Then she takes out the *secret* stash of Sloe Gin that S & S haven't found yet, and pours GoldMother a huge goblet. She pats her on the back and send her packing!
Bridgie pops the cork and it blows out the ceiling light. In the dark, she fumbles around for a champagne glass and feels for Phoe. Here Phoe! Bridgie takes a swig from the bottle and hands Phoe a glass of champagne!
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Post by brandra on Aug 19, 2005 15:33:41 GMT -5
Brandra slinks into the tavern not sure what to expect wit Lula bel walking behind hiding from foam capers that could be thrown.
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Post by phoenix on Aug 19, 2005 15:40:52 GMT -5
Phoenix puts down wonderful glass of bubbles and lobs are large foam caper at B but gives lula bell a nice bone whilst aiming some foam balls at B
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Post by seleena on Aug 19, 2005 15:41:38 GMT -5
Seleena sees Branda and another potential Bronco. She disintangles herself from Sablewolf, Phoe and Bridgie, staggers over to Branda finishing up her special drink. Pulls the wet knickers off her head and trips over Branda's foot, crashes into a vat of rum and puts her mouth over the now leaking barrel. This is good. I've heard of "on tap" but this is much more fun. She grabs the barrel of brandy from around Lulu Bells neck and shares it with Bridgie. Get me a glass Phoe and I'll pour you some rum. Looks like GM has drank all the Sloe Gin.
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Post by phoenix on Aug 19, 2005 15:49:41 GMT -5
Phoenix passes glass to seleena and gives up being lady like after her entrance and ball throwing and grabs the bottle instead!
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Post by brandra on Aug 19, 2005 15:49:43 GMT -5
Brandra dives in to get some rum and slides into seleena and sending the barrel across the floor then races seleena to it
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Post by phoenix on Aug 19, 2005 15:55:55 GMT -5
Phoenix leaps over the bawling seleena and B and resuces a glass for our sister persephone to have a large measure of something good ;D
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goldmother
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Post by goldmother on Aug 19, 2005 15:58:21 GMT -5
*Goldmother comes back, still looking for her knickers...*
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Post by phoenix on Aug 19, 2005 15:59:54 GMT -5
Pinches the bottle of goldmother ready to fill persephones glass whilst she is knicker less
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Post by seleena on Aug 19, 2005 16:02:03 GMT -5
Seleena, being of swift foot whilst three sheets to the wind, uprights the barrel and manages to pour some into a bottle for Persephone and Phoenix and another for herself. She giggles as she watches Branda trying to get Rum out of the empty barrel.
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goldmother
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Post by goldmother on Aug 19, 2005 16:05:36 GMT -5
*pulls a fiddle from behind her back, swipes a bottle of sloe gin from behind the bar and drinks straight from it, hiccups, and launches into 'Raggle Taggle Gypsy' tapping her foot in time and laughing at her dearest friends*
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Post by brandra on Aug 19, 2005 16:06:12 GMT -5
Brandra finds bottle of white hock behind the bar but no cork screw
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