The Nightclub

*Burps Loudly*!! (Ningi has been hiding all this time drinking soda and now you can hear his Kidneys shout "HEEEEEELP!!")
 
Yeah, my liver's turning in it's grave from all the shandi. On that note....another shandi, please!
 
Who are you calling a lamp? *hic*
 
*asks Metagross to deal with the drunk members*
Hey, You, there! Barman! Une verre de jus d'orange s'il vous plait!
 
Hey, leave me alone! I'm the manager! Sheesh. Anyway, I'll quit drinking. I'll just have a water, bartender...
 
*bangs the table*
Where's my orange juice?!
*gives the manager anti-alcohol leaflets to hand out to guests*
 
Yep! Come to think of it...
*sips mocha*
 
No, thanks.
*slurps the orange juice in one go*
Erh, that didn't taste good.
Uh, wait, I think I've mistaked the vodka with orange juice with orange juice...
J'ai mal au coeur!
 
Hey, they're playing "the macarena!" everybody dance!
*gulps down juice and starts dancing*
And 1313666, no complaining about my dancing!
 
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