A Poet Walks Into a Bar . . .

[HarryHill]

*Walks in turns on jumbotron wall
are you watching this?
Does this mean war?

 

[Trixareforkids]

War? What is it good for?

 

[Tsotha]

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MYSVMgRr6pw

damn this song.......so good

Good song indeed. I found the video a bit too distracting - it's potent on its own, and ends distracting me from the song. Thank you for linking it.

 

[Trixareforkids]

Tsotha! Come have a seat, stay a while.

Ooh, there's lots of goodies in the voice thread. Better than the jukebox though ya can't really dance to them.

 

[todski28]

Tsotha, Sit down have a beer, it's on trix

 

[Angeline]

War? What is it good for?

Absolutely nuthin!

 

[Trixareforkids]

Absolutely nuthin!

Say it again!

 

[Angeline]

Say it again!

It's an earworm, but a great one.

 

[HarryHill]

*Harry walks out of the back room, trailing the smell of garlicky spaghetti sauce, stops at a table by the fire place, spreads a checkered table cloth, sets two places and lights a candle, starts the juke up*

 

[butters]

*Harry walks out of the back room, trailing the smell of garlicky spaghetti sauce, stops at a table by the fire place, spreads a checkered table cloth, sets two places and lights a candle, starts the juke up*

*hugest smile*

 

[HarryHill]

*Returns w/bowls of green salad, serves and bends to kiss butters*
You look nice, baby, right back with the wine.

 

[butters]

*Returns w/bowls of green salad, serves and bends to kiss butters*
You look nice, baby, right back with the wine.

you always look nice to me, 'tender

god, i don't know which smells better, you or dinner!
what a wonderful surprise

 

[HarryHill]

*returns with two liters of red wine and a basket of crusty garlic bread, pours, sits and begins eating * Well it's been awhile, both of us running, well you running, me shuffling *watches butters eat for a moment* I remember the first day you walked into the bar, my lucky day, If I could remember the date I'd play the lottery on the anniversary of that date.

 

[butters]

*returns with two liters of red wine and a basket of crusty garlic bread, pours, sits and begins eating * Well it's been awhile, both of us running, well you running, me shuffling *watches butters eat for a moment* I remember the first day you walked into the bar, my lucky day, If I could remember the date I'd play the lottery on the anniversary of that date.

*via fone* oh this is sooo good. I could get used to this xx all
your own cooking? no wonder I agreed to marry you

 

[butters]

*clinks glasses - shares a kiss*

 

[HarryHill]

Well, not any great secret to cooking spaghetti, a little salt and oil for the water, let the meat and sauce simmer a bit, serve hungry more bread?

 

[HarryHill]

*clinks glasses - shares a kiss*

Cheers Missus

 

[butters]

Well, not any great secret to cooking spaghetti, a little salt and oil for the water, let the meat and sauce simmer a bit, serve hungry more bread?

p

*nods* ty might be no secret but people still screw it up

Oh... post 45 is when I first sat down next to you.. sept 30th 2012! Xx

 

[butters]

Found it! 27th aug 2012


More wine? X.

 

[HarryHill]

p

*nods* ty might be no secret but people still screw it up

Oh... post 45 is when I first sat down next to you.. sept 30th 2012! Xx

Post 45, that long ago? I remember Pandora-glitters had just given me the job, promised to pay me in ... that reminds me, Guido's been gone a long time. I heard he joined the Navy...

care to dance, Love?

 

[HarryHill]

Found it! 27th aug 2012


More wine? X.

Yes please, you may have to help me to bed if I drink much more *looks at the remains of supper on the table* I should clear

 

[butters]

Post 45, that long ago? I remember Pandora-glitters had just given me the job, promised to pay me in ... that reminds me, Guido's been gone a long time. I heard he joined the Navy...

care to dance, Love?

i know! getting on for 3 years!

maybe he just went on a cruise - to get some peace to read his classics, like the dandy, and penthouse

i would looove to dance. *takes your hand, leads you onto the floor, slides in close, breathing you in*

Yes please, you may have to help me to bed if I drink much more *looks at the remains of supper on the table* I should clear

leave the table, i'll do it. you cooked. for me

let's dance... put on your red shoes n dance the blues...

hey, harry, can you play the harmonica?

 

[HarryHill]

i know! getting on for 3 years!

maybe he just went on a cruise - to get some peace to read his classics, like the dandy, and penthouse

i would looove to dance. *takes your hand, leads you onto the floor, slides in close, breathing you in*


leave the table, i'll do it. you cooked. for me

let's dance... put on your red shoes n dance the blues...

hey, harry, can you play the harmonica?

Oh damn sounds like you're setting me up for a joke, I'm sure I can *sways, thinks* Okay, yes, I can play the harmonica

 

[butters]

Oh damn sounds like you're setting me up for a joke, I'm sure I can *sways, thinks* Okay, yes, I can play the harmonica

nope, no joke i have one for you... sounds sweet - a hohner jazz band, vintage stuff baybeee

 

[HarryHill]

nope, no joke i have one for you... sounds sweet - a hohner jazz band, vintage stuff baybeee

Oh, thank you, not too many musical instruments a one handed man can play. Just the thing for twilight on the front porch, a duet with the mourning dove going to perch in the cedars, the sweet smell of new mown hay coming from the field to the east and the air like water as it moves over us