At the Copa!

Something tells me the Copa has a lot of deferred maintenance by now.
 
I've been pining for you for years, and now you want to go and see Lola with me?


You got some splaining to do.:cool:


I could be your wingperson.

As soon as you hook up with Lola, I'd just discreetly float away.
 
Well, I will need someone with me who speaks the lingo and can order me a Cuba Libra.

I'm trying to find your voice in the talkie thread to see if you fit the bill.:cool:


You will not find it as I have a cold.

any recording at this time would sound something like this:

Hi, my namb iz bidin...<sniff>... I hob you will forgib the way I soud, I hab a code in my noze
 
Papa Dobles all around! Havana here I come. I'll take your right wing, Jim. (If she who must be obeyed goes along with it.)
 
I was going to post something, but people just don't get my southern accent.

And, they say I invent words.:cool:

We should find a way to record us together. The result, you with your word-inventing drawl, and me with my cold-enhanced twang, might be nothing short of memorable.
 
Can rum be involved?:cool:


I'm trying to get into the Havana Day Dreaming mood.:cool:


Shouldn't rum and Havanna always go together?

Let me know if it's gonna be me or Adre. I'll be home from work about midnight.

Make it a good one, jim!

<floaty-shashay out the door>:kiss:
 
Its been a great vacation spot for years, now the mericuns are gonna show up and fuck it all up.:confused:
 
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