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You finally got me Maron. *hugs* :
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just opened Applebees
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Nope, it's me, showing my American pride. U.S.A!
Next to post is Marty.
Creepy Molester.
Black Coffee
Ahh..le sweet romance!
Won me over with the mentioning of Jazz. Nice writing. Can't wait to read more. 😮
My face is still plastered against the dirty bar table, my mouth drooling out saliva while I remain unconscious.
I begin to moan incoherent words concerning magic, my arms shuffling around the table, as if trying to grab something. I begin to have a vision. I see a man. I see Neil Patrick Harris.
I slowly pick my head up, displaying a droopy, dazed expression.
“Neil Patrick Harris….is that you..?” I ask in a sloppy slur. “Yes my stupefied friend. It is the one and only. The legend in the flesh. Neil Patrick Harris, or as I am known in the streets, NPH.” He says, taking a bow. He casually proceeds to pick from my jumbled, matted hair, a cigar that sticks out from the top.
He starts to search his pockets, then looks at me. “Hm..I can't seem to find a lighter..would you happen to have one?”
I shake my head “Um…”
NPH flashes a smile and holds up his hand. “No worries. Shazzam!” With a quick flick of his fingers, he ignites the cigarette.
My jaw drops, as I marvel at his wizardry. “Whooa, how did -”
“I suddenly create fire from my fingertips?” NPH asks, cutting me short. “Oh my drunk, simple minded friend, you forget that I studied the art of magic. Also you're currently passed out in a bar, and having a dream. Pretty much, you can make anything happen in this wild and crazy fantasy of yours.”
” You mean this isn't really happening..?” I ask, in a disappointing tone.
“You mean you're asking me if I, Emmy award winning actor, and magician extraordinaire is actually here with you, talking to you in a bar? C'mon man, the real NPH has better things to do, then to chat with some drunk slob. Besides take a look around you. Does any of this seem plausible?”
I begin to scan the bar. I see a huge Tango bottle singing about Achat land.
Next, I fix my gaze to a Pink Panther telling a horrible, horrible, Gorilla Joke.
“Now that you mention it…all this does seem a little odd….” I reply back. I look over to my side and see a passed out Panda. “Yea..a giant panda..I must be drunk.”
NPH puts out his cigar and shakes his head. “No, that's Pachacuti. He's real. Everything else though…” he points to his head with one finger and twirls it around, indicating I was crazy.
“What should I do..?” I ask, sheepishly. “You get up.” NPH, answers back.
“Get up?” I ask. “Get up.” he repeats once more. NPH suddenly stands over me and begins to scream into my ear. “Get up Hukk. GET UP HUKK. GET UP!”
I collapse off from my chair and land on the dusty, creaky wooden floor. “Foxy and Ol' Joe stand above me, their arms folded, shaking their heads.”
“Where…did NPH go..?” I ask, darting my eyes in every which way direction. “NP who..?” ask Ol' Joe. Halie helps me get to my feet, dusting my hair and clothing off. “You were screaming on about magic and Gorillas, that we decided to try and wake you up.” she explains. I feel a throbbing headache, as I stumble forward.
“Who won the fight?” I ask, in a raspy voice. “It was a close bout', but Stone came out on top!” Ol' Joe exclaims. With the help of Ol' Joe and Foxy, I make my way over to Stone, who is celebrating with Jay and all the rest. I give her my congratulations, before making my way to Brandy who seems a little downhearted from her defeat, but over all still joyful. I provide her a hug, and wish her better luck next time in her next bout against the current reigning bar wrestling champion 'Stone Cold.'
“I think I'll go home for a bit, to freshen' up.” I say. “Sure you can handle the drive..?” asks Ol' Joe, with a worried look.
“I've done this millions of times…I got dis'..” I reply back.
As I leave I see maekimmi and snowbunny, seated by the bar counter, sipping their drinks. I tip my proverbial hat to them and give my hello's before exiting the bar.
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Six feet Under.
Nope, it's me. Still a little sleepy.
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Next to post is Maron.
Actual physical contact!
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Dancing cheek to cheek.
I see ghosts
That gif is just too much. I couldn't help but 'awww'. I've lost a little of my manhood.
*gives Maron a big welcoming hug*
Glad you finally decided to introduce yourself. Just a warning to you Maron. We can be real party animals.
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