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Sunday, July 18, 2004


   KARAOKE PARTY!!!
These are the highlighst of last night's party. It's kind of long, but it’s fun. Enjoy.
WARNING: Contains alcohol.

Saturday, 8:00 pm
A: S-A-Teeyuar-Deeyaewhy--NIGHT! S-A-Teeyuar-Deeyaewhy--NIGHT!
M: Woo hoo! Party time! Hey, Justin-san, you want some sake?
A: Oh, no thanks. I don’t drink. I’m fine with what I’ve got. (chugs a root-beer) Ah! That’s the good stuff. (burp)
M: Pansey.
A: Shut up! [Besides, I’ll have the last laugh anyway. The way she’s drinking, by the end of tonight she’ll be singing karaoke in nothing but her panties.] Heehee.
M: Did you say something?
A: Huh? No, nothing.

9: 00 pm
M: Woo yeah! This is the good stuff! “I’m slim shady, yes I’m the real shady”
A: [Great. It’s only been an hour and she’s already hammered.] Makoto-san, I think you should go into the other room. I don’t want you setting a bad example for our readers.
M: No, it’s OK. I’m cool.
A: You sure?
M: Hai.
A: Alright. Anyway, it’s my turn! “Somebody once told me the world is gonna rule me. I aint the sharpest tool in the shed.”

9:30 pm
M: “Lifestyles of the rich and the famous. They’re always complaining, always complaining.”

10:05 pm
A: “It’s been one week since you looked at me. Threw your arms in the air and said you’re crazy. Five days since you tackled me.”

10:30 pm
M: “Say it aint so. I will not go. Turn the lights off. Carry me home.”

10:50
A: “I’ve become so numb I can’t feel you there. I’ve become so tired, so much more aware.”

11:20 pm
M: “And you know I’d walk a thousand miles if I could just see you.”

11:45 pm
Everyone: “G-R-Double E-N-Leaves!”
A: “It’s so easy”
M: “Happy-go-lucky”

12:15 am
A: “...singing this’ll be the day that I die” Woo! I don’t think I can go on anymore. Man, I’m parched.
M: Woo woo! Take it off!
A: [Oh, man. She’s wasted.] OK, Makoto, I think you’ve had enough.
M: DON’T TELL ME WHAT TO DO! (collapses on couch) Mffl mff mfflm.
A: Haha. I think it’s time for you to go to bed. Ozz, could you....OZZ?
O: (flying around drunkenly)
A: Makoto, did give Ozz sake?
M: Officer, I swear I didn’t do it.
A: (puts hand to face) Oh, for the love of...
O: CLUNK!
A: OZZ! You OK, buddy? OK, that’s it! I’m calling it a night! It’s all fun and games until the Zilder looses consciousness.
M: (crying) WAAAAHAAHAA!!!!
A: Aw, man. Makoto-san, I didn’t mean to be...........mean, but...
M: (hugs Artukei) Oh, Justin-sama, (sniff) why do you hate me?
A: [Where do I begin?] I don’t hate you. [Wait, did she just call me “sama”?]
M: Yes you do!
A: Get away from me. Your breath reeks.
M: WAAAAAA!!!
A: Oh, geez. Look, it’s OK. Maybe we should just get some sleep.
M: (sniff) Alright. Good-night kiss.
A: I think you should swallow that sake first.
M: (kisses Artukei)
A: (gulp, cough, cough, cough) BLECH! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU.....mmm.

12:30 am
A: OK, OK. And then he says.....he says.....I forgot the punchline. HAAHAA!!!
M: (laughs)
A: Ah-ha! Yeah.
M: (snuggles up to Artukei) Mmm.....Sometimes I feel like I could just eat you up. You know what I mean, Justin-sama?
A: Yeah, I know her.
M: (giggles)
A: What? You don’t believe me? Send her and e-mail, I’ll show her you’re the truth.

1:05 am
A: Ooooooo. Waiter! I’d like to order a bucket. Ooh. Oh, man.





The Morning After

Sunday, 10:20 am
A: (waking up, singing) “French erotic film
An old blue Scot called Dil
A windy shakey driver
Doesn’t look like they’ll revive her”
OWW! My head. (turns over, arm around Makoto-san) Morning, honey.
M: ^_^
A: 0_0
M: 0_0
Both: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHH!!!!!!!!!!
A: (runs to one side of the room)
M: (runs to the other side of the room)
A: ..........
M: ..........
A: What happened last night?
M: I don’t know. The last thing I remember was.....singing the Poke-rap.
A: Why are you wearing my shirt?
M: .............last night..........did we?
A: I hope not!
M: What’s that supposed to mean!? Here, take your stupid shirt! (starts to take shirt off) EEEK!
A: What? Gimmie my shirt back!
M: um...uh...Right after I wash it. (runs off)
A: What was that all about?......Huh? What’s this? (reaches in back pocket, pulls out Makoto’s top) uh-oh.
O: (heeheehee) ^_^

Remember kids, the legal drinking age is 21.
And the final sake count: Artukei/5 Makoto/11

BTW, raise your hand if you got the “Green Leaves” and "French Erotic Film" jokes, oh savy-websurfers. ^_^
(Yatta! Yatta!)

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