The Gentleman's Club

tru dat.
tru dat.
1)I don't pay 4 the internet,parents pay 4 mine
2)in my case, its free, and im free....in my case.🙂
nothing more
nothing less

*just kinda...sits there...*

that 2!lol!

*walks in and looks around*

Originally posted by Yuna33
tru dat.
tru dat.
1)I don't pay 4 the internet,parents pay 4 mine
2)in my case, its free, and im free....in my case.🙂
nothing more
nothing less

will you atleast get it though your thick head, that because our forum adminastrator doesn't live in a "free" country, the forum itself does not follow those "free" rules?
Therefore, since my corner, currently be occupied by filth, belongs to me, Naz, I have every right to tell him to move away from the corner. And if he does not, I have evry right to use physical force to make him move.

Thank you.

*Walks in, wearing red leather hip huggers, white latex top, and red leather jacket.*
Strange sort of "gentlemen" we have here.
*Avoiding the corners, goes to a private booth and leaves curtains open so she can watch the dust motes drifting in the stage lights.*

*Enters with black leather jacket and joggs*
*does some weird moves and everyone in a corner gets shot away from it*
Corners are mine, gentlemen.

Hey I'm not that weird am I???

No, kiddo, I'm referring to the brawling "gentlemen." You're a true gentleman.

*coughs*

A) not a gentleman
B) the corner is mine, stay away from it and my pony and my napkins

I would never harm Benjamin, or any pony- I have a booth, and I don't care for napkins when I can have a server bring me a hot, damp towel.

Well I have GIRAFFES!!!

and i have zebras. so NYA to you and your girrafes

Well I uhh I have ehhh NAZGULS

and I have foxes!!!

*stands up and walks to the restroom*

And I have....

Ewww! Roaches are nasty!!!

You know, I'm psychic? I've been thinking of roaches since I walked in and saw you fighting...

:: walk's into club wearing jeans black hoodie smoking a cigar::

*Male server quietly approaches Red's booth, bringing her a hot towel and a Rusted Nail. Red cleans a slight bit of reddish dirt off the creases of her knuckes, and sips her drink.*