tell_a_tale_mod (tell_a_tale_mod) wrote in tell_a_tale, @ 2007-10-24 18:49:00 |
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Entry tags: | dice gracen, player: tali |
Backdated to Monday Night
Original poster: nightmaredice
rollthedice4luck: I'm bored. I don't even want to go shopping. This is tragic. Entertain me.
jcross: You could always roll on the floor in front of people to see if they'll give you money.
rollthedice4luck: That would ruin my outfit, Jaser!
jcross: I meant you to do it naked. You'd get more money that way anyway.
rollthedice4luck: Oh shut up. You'd probably show up just to see the show. I'm not going to whore myself. Don't need the money, now do I?
jcross: Just a suggestion love.
rollthedice4luck: You are such a perv. And not in the entertaining way. I demand entertainment!
jcross: Well you'll have to be more specific. I can't exactly dance for you.
jcross: Hello? Cat got your tounge?
rollthedice4luck: Dad just threatened to cook. Sorry.
rollthedice4luck: It's never good when he threatens to cook. You should dance for me. Come over and dance! DANCE I TELL YOU!
rollthedice4luck: OMG, I hope he's not trying to facilitate communication... that usually means he's dating someone or has a brilliant bonding plan.
jcross: Only if you ask nicely, and I get something out of it.
jcross: And if he's doing that maybe it would be better if you came here. Mum and dad are still in Switzerland.
rollthedice4luck: You should just answer my demands. Life goes more smoothly that way.
rollthedice4luck: Your parental units are always handily away. At least I don't have to deal with both of mine.
rollthedice4luck: Okay, he's actually getting out stuff to cook with. I'm leaving.
jcross: We can have dinner together if that suits you. Our chef is fabulous but there is always a restuarant or something.
rollthedice4luck: Whatever suits your fancy. Dad should get a chef. Mom had a chef. Well, she went through lots of them. Depending on whatever diet she was on.
jcross: You're sure it was just because of her diet?
rollthedice4luck: Well, I hope so because the one she kept around the longest was ugly as hell and I'm pretty sure he was gay.
jcross: That would be an interesting sight
jcross: Not that I'm implying that your mother was sleeping around with ugly help.
jcross: Are you coming?
rollthedice4luck: She only fucked the pretty help.
rollthedice4luck: I'm coming. Just need to change.
jcross: You might as well bring a bag if you want. They said they would be gone for the weekend which in my parents language it means from the first weekend to the second weekend, and I can guarantee you that skiing is not the only thing they must be doing.
jcross: Maybe we should call the others. We can have a party.
jcross: How much clothing are you putting on exactly?
jcross: With this much time in between when you're speaking, you're making me curious.
rollthedice4luck: I need prep time. Sheesh. I require fabulous making time.
rollthedice4luck: Nevermind that I look naturally fabulous.
rollthedice4luck: And I didn't need to know about your parents sex life. Hold on, I'm running around in bra. Trying to find a shirt that goes with this skirt.
jcross: What does that matter? I can probably get you to take it off anyway.
rollthedice4luck: You overestimate your skills.
rollthedice4luck: Found something I'm happy with.
jcross: Or do you underestimate me?
rollthedice4luck: Want to make a wager on it?
jcross: I don't have to. I know what I'm capable of.
rollthedice4luck: cocky bastard. Not happening mister. As much as you wish it would.
jcross: Should I send the car?
rollthedice4luck: Sure. I have a feeling I'm not going to want to drive home tonight.
jcross: See. I told you you underestimate me.
rollthedice4luck: Oh I'm coming home. Just not driving. I didn't say you couldn't get me drunk, darling. I said you couldn't get me naked.
jcross: I'll be seeing you soon then.
rollthedice4luck: Yeah, be there in a few. Oh my GOD, my dad's singing while cooking. I'm running out of the place as we speak.
rollthedice4luck: or type, whatever