Doghead's Cosmic Bar

Rev Sourge it is then! What'll ya have?

(I never work sober)

Long island ice tea- hold the coke and lemon

to mice: All together "Weee Shall over-commmme!"

*to himself: Hey look she knows something beside Ani Difranco songs...

That's my kinda drink. Dont smoke near it.

*shake shake sliiiiiide*

WHOA Dogh'd?! What are these cold cubes in my drink? They make it taste thin

Hey Dogh'd, I'll pay ya to dance on a table. *holds out a 20, while hiding a camera behind her back*

To OnyxFlame: Anyone ever tell you that you have a lovely eye?
*holds drink in case Dogh'd is short on cash*

You'll have to wait till the after-dinner show if you want to see me dance.

revscrj- those cold cubes are frozen tears of Draconis Majesticus. Pure alcohol. And very cold.

*Checks watch, dumps drink in lap. dead silent eyes closed for 15 seconds.*

So Dogh'd, if you have a match I'll show you my protesting Buddhist imitation... otherwise about half a dozen bar rags would be nice...

*teaching female mice Tai Chi, while male mice get drunk off of Rev's spilled drink*

Breathe... feel your connection to Gaia... but keep breathing too!

*watches gravely as Janet666 instructs mice in Taiji*
When one can do the form without doing the form, then one has truly mastered it.