A Hanson's Diet Black Cherry Soda, please. Diabetes has set in since last year. But at least the cancer's gone. Unless you have something better I could try.....

So, yes, I'm another designated driver or one to make supply runs, as needed. It's hell watching other people drink, but I gotta go where the music and friends abound.

He watches as Lady Penelope looks underneath to see if those actually ARE guy ropes on the firepit cover.

Meanwhile the long line for the Ladies Room is getting impatient while Liz dons her Latex. "She still thinks she owns the place!", somebody mutters.....

And no, Liz, you wouldn't want your tongue semi-permanently attached to a squid tenticle sucker. Jimmyt's the only doc we have here to remove it, and he's only a dentist.