All right

[xp_roulette]

Too much angst!

I declare a dance party. Sorry Mr. Marko, but this stereo's going to 11 until we feel better.

Edit: Okay, we are officially a pantsless dance party.

Comments

[x-juggernaut.livejournal.com]

All right. You get your night of blasting the stereo, since you've been a dog for most of the weekend. Only condition is that I get to put some decent music on, and you kids have to listen to it all the way through.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Roy Orbison? Friggin sweet!

[x-wildchild.livejournal.com]

Dude, I know all the words to that! My grandmom listens to it all the time. It's good stuff. History of rock, seriously.

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

I'm scared and hiding.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

No you're NOT!

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

I am, actually. Effectively, even.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Come on. There's pantless girls.

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

That is an unfair bribe given the whole having a boyfriend thing.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Pantless. Girls.

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

Boyfriend.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

How about I get your boyfriend over here and pantsless?

(though Jay for the love of all that's good and holy keep it to boxers)

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

I also don't dance. Remember that jumpy thing I do with lots of people near me?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

You can goth-dance by yourself in corner

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

Because I pull off goth so well?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Well, that and that kind of dancing is best done by oneself in the corner anyway.

Come ooooooooon. You can only be Broody McBroodenstein for so long.

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

Brooding suits me so much more than social does, though.

[x-firestar.livejournal.com]

Don't make me butcher a cake to get you down here.

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

That bribe only works so many times! And I'm pretending it's only one time.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

It's all right, if he wants to hide in the bell tower and avoid the pantless girls and the cake and the boyfriend and be allergic to fun, then he can go right ahead.

[x-firestar.livejournal.com]

Oh my God, I'm totally there! Let me just put my pants back on!

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Nope! You must come as you are. Which means pantsless.

[x-firestar.livejournal.com]

...I totally put the blame on you for the Tinkerbell glow in the dark boxer shorts, then.

Dude. I'm the glowstick of the party!

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Pfft, I'm not wearing pants either.

[x-firestar.livejournal.com]

That's the best kind of party ever, then. Boring parties feature girls with pants on, right?

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

That's why my parties are always awesome.