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Joined: Aug 22, 2002
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(((((((( K A T E ))))))))
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You are here. You just bowled the best game of your life, with five strikes in a row. All your favorite people are with you, laughing, smiling, everyone is having a grand time. You can just hear the rush of the waterfall out front from your seat within the dark bar, and a particularly spiffy beachcomber lamp overhead has caught your attention. You've already tucked a handful of really cool Kapu-Kai cocktail napkins into your purse. You haven't walked around the whole place yet, and you can't wait to -- you've already spotted some carved rails and a couple of neat posts, and Boris has promised to sneak you into the Mens' room later to see the weird ceiling in there. But someone just ordered you a drink, and it's headed to your table. It's on fire, and you want to be sure you snag the swizzle stick out of it before it melts.
(((((((( K A T E ))))))))
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