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Beer, Pizza, and Apolyton
Wonder if this thread will last.
Theben and I arrived at the same time, though we were coming from too different places. It was good to see him, though I'd seen him a mere 28 hours earlier on his way back to Indy.
Ming met us at the door, stoogies for all of us. The party was already in full swing, and we arrived just before the dancing girls had finished their routine.
-Jrabbit was generous with the beer and champagne, and Ming challenged us all to a drinking contest. Bunnygrrl drunk everyone under the table, then left to go find a real party.
We nursed our hangovers in the sauna, then rolled around in the snow naked and repeated. Loingburger and Rah were pounding each other on the chest, one after the other, alternately screaming, "RAH!" "WUTANG!" Ultimately Loingburger went down, because Wutang is for the children.
HTower just sat in a corner pointing and giggling at everyone. And there was a new guy, Barry. He just kinda slowly backed away from the rest of us then fled tearing his clothes and screaming.
Dolf and Vito were in their best tuxedos, alternately searving us champagne and biting our ankles.
And that's it. . . . Really. . . . We didn't do anything else. . . .
Theben and I arrived at the same time, though we were coming from too different places. It was good to see him, though I'd seen him a mere 28 hours earlier on his way back to Indy.
Ming met us at the door, stoogies for all of us. The party was already in full swing, and we arrived just before the dancing girls had finished their routine.
-Jrabbit was generous with the beer and champagne, and Ming challenged us all to a drinking contest. Bunnygrrl drunk everyone under the table, then left to go find a real party.
We nursed our hangovers in the sauna, then rolled around in the snow naked and repeated. Loingburger and Rah were pounding each other on the chest, one after the other, alternately screaming, "RAH!" "WUTANG!" Ultimately Loingburger went down, because Wutang is for the children.
HTower just sat in a corner pointing and giggling at everyone. And there was a new guy, Barry. He just kinda slowly backed away from the rest of us then fled tearing his clothes and screaming.
Dolf and Vito were in their best tuxedos, alternately searving us champagne and biting our ankles.
And that's it. . . . Really. . . . We didn't do anything else. . . .
What? Noooo, of course not. 
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