Lavy & Co Rubber Room

[lavender]

 

[Pyper]

*dips a butterscotch lemur in her Scope julep and takes a bite*

Deeeee-licious.

 

[Angel]

Ah, the perfection of the Rubber Room as only Lavy and Co. could provide.


Nothing greater than a Lavy and Co. production.

 

[Ambrosious]

If I eat the Grape Lizard, will the mean dogs bark at me and scare off the elves that live in my chest?

 

[Angel]

Yes.

 

[lavender]

 

[Pyper]

*locks up the talking black labradors*

Of course not.

 

[Pyper]

Oh, just a ho, eh?

*angrily hurls a plasticine kumquat at Lavender's head*

 

[Angel]

Ahh yes. What exactly does my outfit look like, my darling picture of soft purple perfection?

 

[lavender]

 

[Problem Child]

I think we can use PC's dong as our martini stirrer.

Something tells me I may have just been insulted, no?

 

[Angel]

Thank you, oh goddess of Lavender and Perfection, she of the bodacious Ta-Ta's.

I shall await my outfit of choice to begin my new career in the brilliant creation of yours that is the Rubber Room.

 

[KillerMuffin]

Am I invited to the rubber room? I am a republican and, well, I know that's the evil within, but if I promise not to chew on the furnishings, can I come in?

 

[Angel]

Something tells me I may have just been insulted, no?

Hell no, it was a compliment to your immense talent with your stick.

 

[Problem Child]

Well, in that case lead me to the bar!

 

[morninggirl5]

Am I invited to the rubber room? I am a republican and, well, I know that's the evil within, but if I promise not to chew on the furnishings, can I come in?

KM, maybe we can sneak in the back door. I'll be the lookout while you pick the lock.

 

[lavender]

 

[Problem Child]

Pick the lock?

Hell, if I know Muffie she'll just ram a whole in the wall with a deuce-and-a-half.

And lavy you know that I have a sensitive swizzlestick. At least you would know that if you weren't so damned self-absorbed.

 

[KillerMuffin]

PC hush!!! They haven't figured out that I've sorta... DRMOed some, er, surplus. yeah, surplus. Can I hide the Abrams in your garage? I gotta blackhawk too.

 

[lavender]

 

[Problem Child]

Abrams? Blackhawk?

Muffie this isn't the PRC here!

I think one look at you in your jungle boots will put the fear of God into them.

Once the party gets going for an hour or so come and find me in the back room. It's quiet back there.

Oh, and whatever you do, leave the boots on.

 

[Angel]

My darling rain of purple passion, I have every condom and cigarette known to mankind, and some only known to me until now.


Don't fret dearling. I have a lifetime supply.

 

[Dillinger]

Ah what positions are open here to those aspiring to "& co" status? Not a doormouse me but... I had at first thought I saw a banker's clerk descending from a bus yet I looked again and saw it was a hippopotomus!

Imagine! Its everything that its not and something it once aspired to. I am the walrus - goo goo gee boo.... or maybe I'm the carpenter. Let them eat cake. EAT ME!

Hello? Hello? I'm applying for a job here.

 

[lavender]

 

[KillerMuffin]

I wanna dance naked in the rain on top of an M1A1. But I'd 1) fall off and 2) probably get arrested. *sigh*