walks to the juke box and empties his pockets into it. plays "take this job and shove it" 47 times, then heads back to the tequila.

"HEY! WHO STOLE THE SALT?!"

Glares across the table at CGT with the best "I'm tough" look he can muster considering the fact that he's wearing leather chaps with no pants underneath and pink bunny slippers.

"I see you brought your own stick...and it's quite impressive...but you're gonna have to tell Darogle that you're using a pool cue to play against me." :D

LMFAO at the tough guy in slippers as I walk by and slap his nekkid butt and say "Don't worry...I'm just going to drink my beer and watch you guys play. I get to play the winner though"

*takes a swig of beer and starts singing along to the second verse of "Take This Job and Shove It!"

I hope I don't win!


I've seen how you play...it's messy! :D

Throws open the door and happily strolls in. Hi Joe :wave: Give me a tall one. It's friday and I am off work early! Let the party begin. :D

Looks over at the pool table. Hot women, cute guy on the stool, tries not to stare at the guy in the chaps.

*Notices it's getting late... leaves a tip for Joe... and offers a parting wave as he heads out the door for home*

...has another drink & watches the chicks bending over the pool table...

*feeling a little flirtatious, I raise my glass and smile at the hot girl that just walked in*

;)

Take a number sweetie... Lixys got her quarters up next. But I'll be with you shortly. :D
*Looks at Wild irish.....* Darlin that getup you're wearin is what I call dirty pool but your distractions won't work sweetie. :p
*Waves bye to Aqua heading out the door.* :wave:

tequila bottle gone....whattaya mean i've been here since wednesday? well, since it's the weekend, set 'em up again! hell, work ain't so bad when i'm not there!

i spin around on my stool to watch the pool game. i notice a shark in the bunch. CGT, you should be ashamed! leave them some lunch money at least!

*looks over her shoulder,puts her finger over her lip shsssssssing texascubfan. Blowing him a kiss, she then bends over and spreads those legs farther apart as she starts to run the table.*
Darlin play somethin different on the jukebox will ya?
It's really starting to get annoying.

*mezmerized by the view i stumble over to the juke box an punch up "our some sugar on me" by def leppard.

that better, ma'am?

*walks in after a long night and resumes his place next to the chap legged tough guy*

I'm tired as hell Joe... gimme a Mt Dew, I seriously need some caffeine.

*Turns to WI*

So, what the hell happened to your pants?

If you're referring to my asscheeks hanging out...well, ya see, it's like this. I used to be some guy's bitch, and when I fell off the back of his hog I scraped the seat right off my leather pants. They're just so damn comfortable, I can't see throwing them away. I'm getting ready to empty the purse of this cowgirl and when I do...I'll get my pants patched up.

If you're referring to the bulge in front, well... ;)

I had noticed it seemed odd that while missing quite a bit of leather in the rear there seemed to be, uhm, extra in the front. Is that where you're hiding your pool cue?

No...I'm just happy to see you. :D

(Crawling on the floor, feigning being drunk while looking up the dresses of the Pixie babes.)

Hic ... Scu me ... juz lookin fer me mudder.







Joe, fix me another.

'cuse me...can I slide in right here?

Funny...I was just getting ready to ask you the same thing. ;)

Come here often? :hot:

Over hearing the conversation from the two men at the bar I almost spit my drink everywhere with the need to laugh. :D

Turning my attention to the drunk looking for his mudder I eye him suspiciously while flashing him a peek at my snow white panites.

*Puts a hand on WI's shoulder and blurts*
I love you maaaaan
(and you thought only drunk people said that :p )

"Barkeep! these tequila bottles are defective! there's a hole in the top of all of 'em and they're all empty!"

glances at the fella in the chaps - o O (damn kids and their weird fashion statements. wish i could still wear MY chaps)
:box: Back in MY day, we didn't HAVE leather chaps we just had cows and we strapped them to our legs....and we liked it that way. nowadays these kids have all these newfangled gadgets....cars, radios, leather chaps. no such thing a leather chaps in my day.
and we never had bars either. just had a pig trough....had to hope the pigs ate some fermented truffles. no alchyhol.
and not pool tables. hell i'd have given my right arm for a pool table....course then i wouldn't have been able to play pool, but that's a different story. we had to play marbles, but we used rocks instead because we didn't have marbles......... :rant:

Lmao @ ^^^^^. :D

It's ok man...let it all out. We're friends here. Sharin the love! *whispers to Aqua "put your hand on my ass and the two cuties studying are ours!"*




Um...you're less that a year older than me! :confused: Damn...that's MY day too! I feel so old!

*winks conspiratorily at WI and puts a hand on his ass... thinks that it feel a lot like his own, whispers back*
<Are they looking?>

Joe give me another and send a bottle to the old guy over there. Sounds like he needs it with all his ranting going on.

Casting a glance at the two guys touching each others asses. Hmmm I wonder what kind of bar this really is and if those hot guys swing both ways. Batting my eyes at them. :)

We've got someone's attention! By the way...your hand is very strong, "yet" soft.

Hey Joe, whatcha' got that goes good with white panties? :)

(Quickly checks to make sure no one notices I'm not really drunk.)

Wanders in, looks around then walks over to the bar

Hey Joe, whats you got for this scratchie throat

Shot of Everclear should do it...

It'll burn going down and then you won't feel a thing. :p

with all this straw I don't want it to burn :yikes:

any other ideas

Sitting in the corner pretending I'm not paying attention to the comings and goings, I decide it's time to cut a bit loose and I ask Joe to whiz me up a mudslide.

Joe pours the drinks and says. "What about those red soks then huh?" Shakes head.

Tess comes dragging in after having one of her wild and crazy weekends again.

Joe I need the strongest coffee you can make so I can get through the afternoon. *Stifles a yawn and goes to collaspe in a booth.*