No Beer Allowed!

[girl]

You have to do an elaborate song and dance routine about cabbage.

[Robert]

Come to think about it, I’m not that thirsty.

[girl]

I want to turn a leaf and be the type of bartender that lends a sympathetic ear.

Here, let me practice on you. Go ahead and tell me about your day and your love of pencil moustaches and get poked with red hot pokers.

[Robert]

I’m a little disappointed actually, the red hot pokers weren’t all that red hot, nor was there any serious poking to talk about.
Tell you the truth, I’d rather have a Mojito and forget all about this boring day.

[girl]

Okay, you little rummy.

[Robert]

Thank you ! And may I comment you on how much friendlier this place seems without the gimp with the screaming and the whips of terror.

[girl]

I agree. The gimp decided to become an accountant and settle down in the suburbs. But even though he wears a business suit he still wears the mask.

[Robert]

"girl" wrote:

I agree. The gimp decided to become an accountant and settle down in the suburbs. But even though he wears a business suit he still wears the mask.

That. Was excellent on so many levels !

[girl]

If you think that was excellent you should see his family christmas cards.

[Robert]

I certainly have my fingers crossed I’ll recieve one this year !

[girl]

Well he always liked to torture you the best so keep your fingers crossed.

[Robert]

Thanks for supporting me !

[girl]

*throws dish towel over shoulder* That’s what I’m here for pal. Now shut up and drink your roofie colada.

[Robert]

I’m on it !
*sings*
I like it when your hair is poofy
I like it when you slip me a roofie

[girl]

When you pass out I’m going to take pictures of you in a clown wig with erotic balloon animals.

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