Of course, after the bartender leaves, transporting alcohol to the hosp. suite is going to be an issue.
The trick is, we bring the booze before, see, but hide it from ourselves. We have to leave a note at the front desk with a codeword, and the front desk has to be under strict orders NOT to hand over the note unless they receive the codeword, which will have been written on the underside of the bathroom sink in lipstick.
On the note will be a series of instructions, such as "5 paces north from NoiseDesign. 17 paces east from that really ugly fake potted plant. When you reach DX, look up." At the end will be the booze.
Simplicity itself, really.
Yep, Ghostbuster I.
My god. Rebecca, you've never seen it in the theaters, right?
Sudden attack of the old fogies...
Kids in my kindergarten had lunchboxes with the Ghostbuster cartoon characters on them.
My god. Rebecca, you've never seen it in the theaters, right?
Sudden attack of the old fogies...
Knee...twinging...hearing aid...giving feedback...
"Get offa mah lawn, you damn whippersnappers with your loud music and your too-revealing clothes and your Mystery Machine van! Get that dog outta here, too, afore he craps in my magnolias!"
Yes, because when MiracleMan was young, all the young ladies were properly clad and modestly covered, and he was grateful for it.
"Back off, man. I'm a scientist."
Yes, because when MiracleMan was young, all the young ladies were properly clad and modestly covered, and he was grateful for it.
We're just grateful you've gotten over it, Emily.
Yes, because when MiracleMan was young, all the young ladies were properly clad and modestly covered, and he was grateful for it.
I was having enough trouble thinking back then without added, er...blood diversion. Okay?
Kids in my kindergarten had lunchboxes with the Ghostbuster cartoon characters on them.
[Crumbles into mummified bones and dust that are scattered by a sudden breeze from nowhere, just like at the end of all those old vampire movies.]
"Stop, listen...do you smell that?"
