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*Scoops up the pieces of Roadkill's mug, glues them together somewhat haphazardly with her ever handy tube of Superglue and replenishes the contents before returning it to its owner*

There you go Roadkill me old fruit...Oh! And don't worry about the handle being on the inside, why not look on it as an interesting feature?

*Raises her eyes to the ceiling at Pan's behaviour*

Someone really aught to do something about that woman, preferably involving a large bucket of iced water!

Gets up to bring Gwennie some ice water but realizes she's too stoned to find the bucket.

Someone else is gonna have to get her down. =====~~~~

Is fascinated with Roadkill's mug. I think I'm about to have a religious experience here. The handle on the inside of the mug is speaking to me!

Goes off to write a poem for her journal. Can't fiond a pen and figures she'll remember it.

That was alcohol abuse...which reminds me, I'm out!

If I've told you once, I've told you a thousand times! Do NOT throw perfectly good alcohol!Even if it's turned bad or sumthin', Pierce will always drink it!

Ooooo lookie there Hypatia is levitating off the floor!!
Be right back Craxus.~~~~~~~~~
...*Pandora runs to get the camera...slides on spilt ale & goes slip sliding away...right out the side door and ...into the alley...luckily, the brick wall is there to stop her from sliding down the hill...*...*sits up, calls into the Pub in her most lady-like voice*You'reAllA BUNCHOFs
...*hopes someone who knows how to use it...like mari-rae..gets out the mop-stick thingie...feels like she's 'bout ready for creachy to come take her to the Other Side...*
...*a pint of bourbon appears in her hand...*
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY! Or sumthin'.

*Craxus grabs some *

I don't shiver much Pandora...

Oh yeah? Bettcha' you would if you were out here in the alley with me!

Maybe

...*climbs up onto her window ledge with her electric blanket...bags of hershey's kisses...from bottle of Uncle Jack...bless his lil' ole' dead heart......got her smokes & a light...and all tucked in for a quiet night. And a good time was had by all...*
The End~3-14-2003~

I mean...bla-bla-bla-aaa...~'2'-14-2003~

Happy Valentine's Day, everyone.

When's the next party?

Pandora! We need another party. Party!

*hides behind the bar, finds a bottle of rum and settles in with that*

walks around trying to wake everyone up...isn't successful....gives up and joins Hati behind the bar. ========~~~~

Hey, Hati! Don't you go to sleep on me. We have to plan your birthday party!

We'll skip the Chippendale dancers. I think that someone had better bury Dirk before the cops find him. Where's Myst! He koshed him. He can dig the hole.

*Looks up from his drink.*

Hmm? Oh, he'll wake up in a few hours. I don't kill without being paid. Like I always say, my job doesn't work with charity. Only pay.

The problem with the b-days is that people actually get *older* then...

*burps delicately*

Me, I never get older. Just better. Although not sure about my ability to handle liquor...I think that might be going...

*burps again*

Well, my mother said today that her children are *old* already. And mind you - I am the youngest.

...*the wind in the alley blows the blanket from the window ledge where Pandora was 'thought to have been...there on the ledge is a length of pillows...a note pinned to one reads...*:Went for a holiday...can't say when I'll return, like on ...what day. But you all looked spiffy in your Valentine's duds...keep up your spirits by soaking up suds.

The wind cries Pandora

...*another note flutters down ladning upon Roadkills head it reads...* Mary

Seems like I am having a party.
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