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-wither.livejournal.com]

I'm scared and hiding.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

No you're NOT!

[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-wither.livejournal.com]

I am, actually. Effectively, even.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Come on. There's pantless girls.

[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-wither.livejournal.com]

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

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Pantless. Girls.

[x-roulette.livejournal.com]

Pfft, I'm not wearing pants either.

[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-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.

[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]

Nuh-uh. Don't make us come hog-tie you with duct-tape.

[x-wither.livejournal.com]

Threats of kinky hostage situations will only make me find better hiding places.