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Twenty Four
Black Belt looked at Polly. Polly was facing straight ahead. Slowly she turned toward Black Belt extended her hand and said, "Put it there pal."
Black Belt grabbed her and kissed her. It was one of THOSE kind of kisses. Like your first kiss. Fireworks started going off. Then the music started up again.
"Yeeehah!" called out Jonathan, "Let's Party!" Everyone that wasn't already on the floor dancing raised their glass. Mr. Bemis who had by now recovered from his choking episode sat back down and started to chomp down some more beef.
"I'd rather die choking on a piece of meat than be one of those pale veterinarians."
"You mean vegetarians?" asked Penelope.
"Vegetarians, veterinarians it's all the same crap."
"Maybe we better get Polly and Blackbelt back to a cabin... look at 'em for chrissake...." said The Clone.
"NO," shouted Bemis, "Please, book 'em a room at the Hilton or The Luxor in Las Vegas."
People were partying like crazy, whooping it up and having a great time. A little later a door to the lodge opened. A man wearing an olive green work suit and a matching cap with a visor wheeled in a dollie with a crate on it and rolled it over to the side of the room. Everyone turned to look. What was this? Then another man came in with another crate and wheeled it over and put it down next to the first.
David Block turned to Jef Herring, "more change agents?" he asked.
"Did you order anything?" Bemis asked the Clone.
"Nope, did you?"
They both looked at Penelope. She shrugged. "Don't look at me."
"What's this?" Pashen asked Eugene.
"Ya got me." Eugene replied.
Judy, Karen, Lollie, Bon Bon and Tammy watched intently. Then a third man entered with an additional crate wheeled it over and set it next to the other two. Everybody watched as he looked at his clipboard and said,
"Anybody named Black Belt here?"
The music had stopped and the room fell silent. The man looked into the crowd as about 30 people stared back at him in bewilderment. It was 4:13 am by now. What could this be?
The Clone looked at Bemis again and said, "Black Belt...... don't tell me he ordered 3 crates full of rubbers."
"Don't worry, there's no charge I just need to get someone to sign for this."
Black Belt approached the man who held out a pen.
"What's this?" he asked
"Don't worry he'll explain the whole thing. I just deliver the stuff."
Just as Black Belt was about to ask ...who? ...everybody turned to the door in amazement. There was a very tall handsome man impeccably dressed in a suit and tie.
"Hi Everybody!"
"Dude, you got really big teeth." Jonathan said.
The man looked around the room then at Polly who was by now standing next to Jon.
He winked at Polly, "The better to eat you with my dear."
"Oooohooo, I like this guy.... he's got lots of passion."
"It's Tony," Tammy said to Karen.
"No! Is it? It is!" said Judy, "OH WOW, WOW, WOW!"
"Holy shit!" said Mr. Bemis' Clone using profanity for the first time in his life.
"Howz it goin? I'm feeling magnificent myself and I want to tell you why; I have been working with my charity Operation Bread Basket all week. We have helped feed people in the local area. We have fed over 30,000 people and boy talk about feeling great, try being around grateful people! I am feeling so fantastic and I knew all you loyal forumite villagers were up here and I wanted to come share my great feelings with all of you. Also I heard someone needed help. Who's Black Belt? Oh there you are. You look great. I heard you needed bananas something awful and we had a few left over so I brought them up here. Does anyone want a banana? Healthiest food in the world ya know."
With that David Block tore open a crate, grabbed some bananas and passed them out to everyone including Tony himself. Mr. Bemis refused one however and continued to bite into his 72 ounce piece of meat which by now was down to about 4 ounces.
"So Now that I know Black Belt is okay I guess we can talk about something I have been meaning to discuss with all of you. "Ya know...." he said as he smiled broadly,
"Oh Dude!" Jonathon said and everyone chuckled. "when i first got the idea to start this forum a lot of peop.... whooops!"
Tony's left foot slipped instantly out from under him, his head tilted back and down, then disappeared from the view of everyone that wasn't in the first row. He landed in a heap on his left side, smashing his elbow and back into the floor.
Tony actually slipped on a banana peel! There were a few chuckles from Alan and Jonathan and Mr. B but a lot of concern from the others. Tony was on the floor for about 10 long seconds. Then with the perfect timing of a veteran comedian he said,
"Let's see, what's GREAT about this?!"
The room just completely erupted with laughter. It was fkn hilarious! Pashen was laughing the hardest. She laughed until she cried. She laughed until her sides ached. Then she laughed and fell on the floor as she blurted out, "Oh God please don't let me die from laughing." And she meant it!
Pashen was afraid that she could actually die from laughing. She would regain her composer momentarily. Then she would think of Tony hitting the floor and it would start all over again. After a while she would get serious. Then she would turn to Bon Bon and say, "What's good about this?" Then the intensity would start again.... "Oh my God. Oh sweet Jesus. Oh damn I gotta stop laughing. Oh this is terrible. I am so embarrrhahahahahahahaha!"
Most people regained their composure after awhile, though as Tony continued to speak they would sort of wait for him to say something entertaining so they could let out some laughter.
Alan turned to Q and said, "Look at this guy, he practically breaks his ass and he seems genuinely happy about it.... what a freak!"
Q looked at Alan and chuckled sympathetically. "Oh Alan!"
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| Preface | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 |
| 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 || Alan | Bette | Mr. Bemis | Mr. Bemis' Clone | Black Belt | BonBon | David |
| Donatello | Duckman | Eugene | Jason P. | Jef | Jonathon | Judy | Lollie | Karen |
| Pashen | Penelope | Polly | Q | Sue | Tammy | Terry Cloth | Tony Robbins |
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