Owing to Stupid George's unfortunate escape from his bonds (naming no names) the clock is now ticking on the "Day and Time Of Lucky Sue's Sinking" pool.
For the moment I shall not be installing a "jackoozee," since they are nothing but work. Constant vigilance is required in order to prevent hooliganism and loutish behaviour; one trial size package of Mr Bubble and the thing is useless for a week.
There are advantages the "jackoozee" has over the classic Japanese "o-furo" or California hot tub - if you've ever inadvertently or vertently sat on a centrally located water jet, you'll know what I mean.
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ahem. erm. quite. it appears my lil faux pas caused more of a ruckus than a dozen long-tailed cats in a room full of rockin' chairs; gus is in lust, george is loose and on-line, and edna thinks i'm hidin' behind the bar. she um, didn't have any weapons, did she??? that'll teach me to attempt to incantate in near gale force winds after a long night in new manolo's. *frets* and that book of advanced incantations is still on back-order.
an ofuro???? *purrs, soaks and steams* considerin' the large number of japanese businessmen we've had through the front doors lately, might that not be a good investment? (altho, after the large success of the last tequila nite, i'm thinkin' we could probably option trump's bankrupt casino) it would give poor chad the cabana boy something to do, as hank the hunk has commandeered much of chad's job description. altho, no-one gives a pedicure quite like chad, bless his lil ol' pea-pickin' heart.
note to miz b: would you please order 3 cases of jwr scotch, a case of saki, and 3 cases each of kirin and sapporo beer for mr. tanaka's bachelor party next week? and we may want to have nikola test drive the karaoke machine, too. we won't be able to serve the puffer fish as hideki the sushi chef bowed up to the mcfinister brothers when they demanded he cook their fish, and i'm not sure we can find a licensed sushi chef that quickly.
additional note to miz b: i've had the girls sign hideki's get well card, and sent an ikebana arrangement to the hospital from all of us.
*stretches and yawns and toddles off to find hankules for my apres-work tootsie rub*
*lines up trish's dubble* \_/ \_/
what would you like me to fill those shot glasses with, ma'am? i'm thinkin' *sex in the hottub* would be appropriate (layered sambuca and baileys)
cheers!
snuggs
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