Mafia #33 - Bruce Campbell Vs. Army of Darkness

[Lady G]

Chill thinks now isn't this a fine international affair:
A Canadian boy
chasing Scotch Whiskey
with Irish Beer
partying with American Beauties
perhaps he's been killed and this is heaven.

He looks over at Dawg who seems to be equally enjoying himself.

LMAO!!! Good one there Chill!!! :headbang2:

 

[Lady G]

ah sure it's heaven it tis, the Angels are singing now

:laugh::laugh::laugh:

 

[Chill]

the ghost of Jensons seems to permeate the room
it gives Chill pause
a brief pause, he slams a shot, and the warmth in his belly chases away the chill in his spine

Party On!

 

[Chill]

Chill is getting so drunk he's forgetting his italics

 

[judgemax]

i just received a call that my gram went into the hospital, ..i need to go, ..i will not be on for night fall! good luck town!

 

[Lady G]

G looks over at Julz..."Hey, think we can stay out of ol' man Larsons yard tonight"? she says laughing remember him chasing them out of his yard, with his hose!

 

[Chill]

Chill sees Farmer Larson in the street and tells the ladies they should invite him in for a drink

 

[Lady G]

i just received a call that my gram went into the hospital, ..i need to go, ..i will not be on for night fall! good luck town!

Crap...Julz, sorry to hear that!!! Take care, and hope all turns out ok for you and your Grams!!!!

 

[Chill]

//Hope everything turns out well Judge//

 

[dirtydawg10]

Dawg downs his shot of jack and thanks G for her generosity. "Those burgers done yet?" he asks Chill.

Dawg looks around and says, "I'm getting this funny feeling there are people watching us but I don't see anyone around...and no one else is making a peep."

Then he thinks to himself...*Oh well it's their loss*...then goes back to partying.