TALK TO LADY JAY (naughty bits)

TsukiRyoko said:

It still counts. Anywhere Jay is, there's a club.

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I call it a riding crop, actually.

GCLARE, this..is my office. After I was exiled, drafted hired, I needed an office. Then I started the Cabaret.
Although the main entrance to the Cabaret is on the other side of the block and down the alley and down some stairs past the corpse, You can get there by going through this office, through the back room and down that dark flight of stairs.

I'd prefer people didn't know that, thank you.

And NOW, since you're here, you're buying lunch.
We all want some decent seafood.
After that you can help Cindy wait tables. You can wrestle her for tips.

Uhhhh...you're an ambulance?

Now...run along and fetch 8 seafood platters and a mango soy smoothie. Heavy on the soy...

Linky link link, Gclare! or at least better directions.

And should I mention to MM that you salivated in her smoothie and then gave it to Mr. Thunder?

Nawwwww....I won't mention it.

And why are you perverts back in my office? Am I that interesting?

You do realize that this office is that last place I'd keep my contraband?

***raises arms in frustration and stomps the devil out of her Prada pums as she stalks back through the storeroom and kitchen and back into the Cabaret****

RON!!!! RON!!!! some Bacardi over here, please. No, not you, Ron, the other Bacardi...

gclare said:

I know this isn't a legal-expert thread or anything like that, but does the thing over in Romance/Women's thread posted at 3:40 or so slander any of you?

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Oh yeah, full of slander. Totally.

We can settle out of court for...let's say....
***writes figure on piece of paper, folds it and slides it across the table***

OR....you can discuss it with my legal counsel, Soccer Mom. She's a real........................................................................................
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Yorkie.

NO.
You played with my emotions.

I here by sentence you to...
hmmmmmmmmmm..........................

That was written on a dare, huh? Ok.
You can make it up without having to wrestle Cindy for tips.

I dare you:
perform a 5 min monologue, complete with jokes and avoid the pie that will be thrown at the end.

If that is too hard...go oover to OP and VOLUNTEER TO BE ROYALTY FOR THE WEEK....but you have to announce it is because you played fast and loose with my emotions and revealed my deepest most secret fantasy...

***Checks mirror to make sure a straight face is kept***