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Thanks for the kind words Tib and thanks you GB for the offer. :kiss: to both. |
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Not to worry dear, I know exactly who you are.:sex: |
*walks up to the bar*
hot water with lemon please, its a little cold out! |
enters quietly, grabs a cup of coffee and takes a seat at a table in the corner......
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You recognised my butt??? :o :bj: Hi f_p and Henry |
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:D It's such a lovely butt, I would recognise it anywhere.:hump: faerie_princess, nice to met you. Henry, I see you hiding over in the corner, how are you doing? |
Huggs Chloe....
Hiya Graybread , im not doing too bad thanks... Hope you are both doing well.... |
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So from the Book of the Great Joey (FRIENDS), "How are you doing?" ;) |
BTW, hiya chloe, gray, faerie (I am just bringing your drink over) and Henry.
How were your weekends? :) |
Hiya Tib.
How come you're waiting tables? Where's all the help? |
Hiya, Gray and what do you think?
She is having another blasted break!!! :rolleyes: |
Henry, I have to know.
Is that you sucking that willie? If so, I find you disturbingly attractive. :( |
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I don't get it...................:confused: Any how I'm doing great thanks. Buggered my back but it's getting better. :69: :line: See? Exersize helps. |
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Sorry, Chloe. Let me explain. When Joey (from the sitcom FRIENDS) tries to chat up a newcomer, he says "How are you doing?" Since Chlooe is a newbie, I tried to do the same thing. ;) Chlooe is a newcomer - isn't she? :o |
Oh - that's right. You're English - you still watch that crappy show.
*runs away quickly* Chlooe doesn't have a clue-y. :p |
*bumps into Chloe as she comes in the door*
Sorry. *quickly scurries over to a table in the darkest corner of the room and sits quietly to work the crossword puzzle in the daily newspaper* Waiter!? Can I get a Guinness? And a 7 letter word for Dick? |
Hiya, Charm. Long time no see.
Here is your guiness and a 7-letter word for 'Dick' is 'Richard'. :D |
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LOL I don't actually. Watched up to Series 4 or 5 and then Sky One lost interest so I never watched it after that. I know that the last series is just starting over here. |
*Comes in and sits at the bar with her book*
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*gets about halfway through wolves, and closes the book, pulls outs a GBA and begins playing Final Fantasy Tactics Advance. *:hot: :jedi:
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Hiya, SuccubusKitty and Bestrafer Engel.
Welcome to the Inn. Now, if you are very quiet, you may be able to see the very rare lesser-spotted Maid of Marvels. A very creature , this animal is rarely seen doing anything other than its favourite pasttime - sciving. Now, shhh now. I think we may be lucky. I can hear something... *listening* *watching* |
I can hear something.
Quiet now. |
*stretch*
Hiya, everybody! Just coming off break (I'm a Union Girl *PROUD*) By the way, Tibvolicious... aren't I due for a holiday or something?? :D |
And there it is. :D
*Loud whisper* The Lesser-Spotted Maid of Marvels. See how she preens and struts around. And you have to be careful about making loud noises or saying the words 'do some work' |
*chuckle*
You know you're crazy bout me. Get over it. :love: |
*Loud whisper*
As you can see, it tawks to itself too. Now here is the test. When I say 'Do some work', it will either do one of two things. (1) It will run away. (2) Totally ignore what you just say. Here goes. *Clearing throat* "Do some work!" |
Did you hear something? *climbing onto Tib's lap*
Feels good to relax with you every now and again. :D |
*Very soft whisper*
As you can see, it has opted to ignore the order and has instead adopted the little puppy stance and has climbed on my lap Of course, here, it may revert to its more primitive state which is falling asleep. |
You know... you almost sound like that Croc Hunter guy. :eek:
*snuggling in* Your lap IS, after all, my favorite perch. ;) |
LOL
You will do anything to get out of work. Here - *throwing Maid a cloth* Clean some tables up and get the empties. *Going over to sofa and having a lie-down*. |
*catching the cloth and looking at your watch*
Wow! How time does fly. Break time!! :D |
My goodness Tibvo! You were right. But if at all possible could I get a cuppa before you go lie down, since Maid is on break again?
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Hmmm, looking at the previous AV. Wondering if I should change my name to ‘bus.’?:bj:
Heading for the patio, to have a cup of Kawffee with Maid. (we do have a patio, don’t we, right beside the pool?):cool: My car died today, so I'm home from work.:jump: |
*puts his GBA down, looks around at the mess on the tables and the people waiting for drinks, pulls out his cell phone and makes a call.
half an hour laterabout two dozen utterly nondescript figures walk in and over to Bestrafers table, he talks to them briefly and they set out a few cleaning up a few bringing drinks, but about half of them begin installing small electronic devices in the bar and tables. all this time people keep looking at the figures trying to determin whether thay are male or female at least, and those who look closely enought notice that they have no facial features. They ignore everything said by the patrons except drink orders, which they bring to the proper person quickly.* |
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Brilliant...and OH so true. Are these like Oompa Loompa's Tib? Should I call immigrations about your retaining illegal immagrants from LoompaLand for cheap labor? :) *grabs one of the faceless by the back of the shirt and pulls out a pen and draws him/her a HIM face* I'll have another Guinness....uh....Martin. *smiles sweetly* |
Maybe you should Graybeard ;)
*stares around at all the busy-ness happening with the faceless ones.* thinking...."What in the world are they installing under the tables? Oh, well, I guess I will find out later. I just hope the bar doesn't blow up or something." *Motions for one of the faceless to refill her tea.* |
The faceless one Doesnt answer, but points out a small console on the table, with a slightly larger metal plate in the center of the table.(now each table has an identical device) the faceless one silently shows SuccubusKitty how the cntrols work, then sets the teacup on the metal plate and saps a short simple code into the console, and the teacup dissapears, he types another and an identical cup appears filled with tea. the faceless holds the cup out as a tiny tendril of steam rises from the liquid within.
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*taps a code into the console in his own table, and a tall triple chocolate fudge milkshake materializes on the plate. he calmly picks it up and begins drinking it and making small apreciateive sounds.*
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enters , grabs a cup of coffee for myself and takes a seat at one of the tables in the corner....
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They're not oompaloompas, Kitty, they're my own creation, I call them the faceless ones, they're androids who do my bidding. ilkl donate a few if youd like, they can perform almost any task you can think up for them from taking the trash out to rewiring your house, to constructing a working coldfusion reactor. quite useful they are.
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