Sir? Oh, Si~ir, your #33 is up!

Author: * KaMaB! Shenandoah - 2 Posts on this thread out of 25 Posts sitewide.
Date: Feb 3, 2006 - 01:22

I beg your pardon for my tardiness in filling your request.

A.» I was trying to locate KatRegni's favourite scarf. Somehow Can only imagine the circumstances!, it was thrown in w/ the used towels from the Massage Parlour. Ever since Il SignorGrande di Tutti Crapula took over, ladies have been “missing” small articles of clothing. I was beginning to suspect that my new boss, Big, was trying to turn a tidy profit by holding their personal articles for ransom!

We do have some very illustrious gals shedding all but their me~oh~my's here. Their partners might not understand or believe the innocent therapeutic value of daily/hourly massages w/ lots of libation to ease inhibition!
Then I thought that he was gonna sell them on eBay! I now believe that we simply have a packrat around the wharves. The four~legged variety. I mean, all the garments were flimsy & decorated w/ shiny embroidery, small jewels, & the like. I've made ammends to Big already for my suspicious turn of mind.

That's what happens when one spends the formative years in the company of Pyrates!

B.» Then the music quit & I was trying to locate the source of the trouble.

Still haven't found it; tomorrow will do.
That's what I was doing when your order was placed.

Umm, Sir, just what exactly is in a “#33,” please?
Couldn't find it in the Bar Guide Scrolls. I had to make an extrapolated, educated guess. Joke #33 is about a guy's absinthe~inspired delusions & you're Roman. So, Sambucca! There's a bucket of ice, a dribbler of bitters, a bowl of sugar cubes, some coffee beans, & a slotted spoon for your use. Also, I've a pitcher of cold, fresh O.J. for a “back,” should you so desire. & a second is waiting in apology for your having to wait!

>;~}