Post #90485 by floratina on Mon, May 10, 2004 3:52 PM

There was a small crowd that gathered in 135 on Friday night. A woman showed up with some friends and a cd of their own. It had this Sixties go-go type music on it and this woman and a friend were groovin away, they were trying to get a dance party scene going, maaaaaaan! Nobody else was biting. Al was trying to clear out the room. The 135 party was supposed to take place the next night and besides, there was a Zombie taste-off happening and we couldn't miss that! Everybody else is out of the room except these two. Almost had to physically remove them.

Then the next night, some Dr. Z party refugees spoke of a woman with bones in her hair. She had just been to the other party with...a dance party cd, maaaaaan! What was worse, she was going to come to 135 and get a scene going. Batten down the hatches, tikis! Bone Girl is about to invade your space!

Thanks to this warning, we were ready for her. As she lunged lustily toward the stereo, she was restrained by a chorus of "NOOOOOOOO!" No dance party for you, Bone Girl. As she held the offending media aloft, it was snatched by a good citizen who promptly sprinted right out the door with BG in hot pursuit.