Club Philote

[hive_king]

Congratulations everyone, Club Philote is back in business. And yes, there is a hot tub, so bring swimming wear.

[VelvetElvis]

*builds a swimming pool*


Free of charge.

[hive_king]

*offers free martinis to the first dozen pwebbers in the club*

*puts an extra olive in Helen's* thats for the pool.

[ValentineNicole]

Yay!
*dons a bikini and hops in the pool*

[Seiryu]

*puts on a suit and afro.*

POOLS CLOSED DUE TO AIDS!!!! Oh wait...this isn't Habbo hotel...




(I realize not everyone gets this joke. It's okay...I think you're with the majority here.)

[VelvetElvis]

*eats olives* *gives the drink away*

[v-girl]

*makes virgin strawberry dacquiris for the underage people*

*sips martini*

[ValentineNicole]

*Downs all 12 martinis*
Ooops...were those for everyone else as well? Ah well, the club just got way more fun.

[hive_king]

*gives Helen a jar of olives* just for you.

*puts "when a man loves a woman" on the jukebox* It's just one of those songs that's always put on a jukebox.

I also declare myself current manager of Club Philote, so no sharks in the pool.

[ValentineNicole]

I declare myself...promotions girl. So I can hand out drinks and bring people in, and in exchange, I can drink all I want for free

[Young Val]

point me toward the bar, kids.

i need a drink.


in fact, i need several, so keep 'em coming.

[hive_king]

*mixes young val a harvey wallbanger, a long island ice tea, a sex on the beach, and a white russian* any other requests?

*goes back to washing glasses*

[VelvetElvis]

*gives kel the untouched martini*

*munches olives*

Hello, nick.

[hive_king]

Hello Helen, thank you for stopping by.

*puts out a tip jar next to the door to the "religion and moral philosophy" room with a sign that says God knows when you don't tip

[VelvetElvis]

Someone should really polish this bar.

[hive_king]

*hands helen a hand towel*

[VelvetElvis]

*dries off hands*

*jumps in pool*

[ValentineNicole]

Well that was counter productive.

[VelvetElvis]

no no no

it showed nick my contempt for his suggestion that I am a barmaid.

[Young Val]

it is lucky for me (and all of you, i suppose) that i can hold my liquor like a good little half-irish half-italian girl.

can we have some music? something jazzy i can dance too?

and i'd love a vodka tonic, if our darling bartender would be so kind.

[VelvetElvis]

*makes kel a drink*

Irony is my bartending when i'm not old enough to partake.

[hive_king]

*switches the jukebox to "world on a string" to frank sinatra*

Come on Helen, we need some fiesty barwenches around here!

[Young Val]

...i cannot believe that you managed to pick a frank sinatra song that is

1. not sad on its own
2. does not in any way shape or form remind me of henry
3. is one of my favorites


...you're magical. and it ain't just the booze talkin'!


who's gonna dance with me?

[hive_king]

with you? always and forever. *i toss my bar apron to helen, grab my fedora and get out on the floor

[VelvetElvis]

Nick, you got your apron all wet!

[ValentineNicole]

no no no

it showed nick my contempt for his suggestion that I am a barmaid.

I mean drying your hands, then hopping in the pool right after

[VelvetElvis]

It was still not a wasted gesture.

Who's ready for limbo?

[hive_king]

come on. You know you wanna apply for the "fiesty wench" position.

[VelvetElvis]

Only if the feisty wench can play limbo.

[Young Val]

::while dancing::

"fiesty wench" is a time-honored position. frankly, i'm jealous. i secretly desire to be a spitfire. but alas. i'm so vanilla.

::dances::

[VelvetElvis]

I would like to call myself a spitfire, but I'm really just cranky, self-important, and mean-spirited.

[ValentineNicole]

I'm strawberry. I'm sweet, and slightly unique and off-beat, but still traditional in the ways that count.

[Young Val]

but she calls a spade a spade!

"fetus"


hahahaha

::drinks::
::dances::

[VelvetElvis]

Wow, you would have loved the thread where I declared him Whipping Boy.

[Paul]

hey, do you have Boulivard on tap? if not ill take a Guiness....

*takes off his shirt and does a cannon ball into the pool*