Topic: Ms. Myka's Irish Pub - part 2 | |
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This thread is looking very ripe for a turn over tonight
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Sweet's I adore you but I can't help with 49 posts tonight...
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Woah...what did i just stumble into.
Looks like I found a new room to torment. |
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Sweet's I adore you but I can't help with 49 posts tonight... I was hoping a few others would chime in |
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Ohhh look it's lil miss Sally
Welcome |
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Yeah, right.
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I'm turning into a Zombie.
My thoughts are becoming more and more random at the time clicks away. |
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Sounds like a one-sided account of the story to me.
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Just ask her, that's EXACTLY how it went down.
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It was the funnest game of rock, paper, scissors ever!
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Lol...why dont you guys take a cab so yo can both drink?
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Just ask her, that's EXACTLY how it went down. I just did. She says she whipped yer butt all over the rock-paper-scissors steel cage. |
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It was a little far for a cab that night
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It was a little far for a cab that night But you make the big bucks. |
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AND she's a Hobbit, too!
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She probably used that pot o' gold she hid under that tree stump to pay off the taxi driver, too.
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The pot o gold is a myth, it's really a bucket of beer
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Spoken like a true Hobbit.
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