Caritas--Wednesday Night

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod put in a pair of earplugs as he opened the bar--the constant wailing sax was getting on his nerves.

He took them out before he let the customers in, though. No sign of Tino, but at least he wasn't still camped out on the couch.

Comments

The Band

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Free drinks if you can make the zombie stop playing the saxophone.

Re: The Band

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi requests the band to play the God Save The Queen by the Sex Pistols.

Though she sings the real lyrics.

There could be some punk rock sax going on in the background.

God save our gracious Queen,
Long live our noble Queen,
God save the Queen:
Send her victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to reign over us:
God save the Queen.

O Lord, our God, arise,
Scatter her enemies,
And make them fall.
Confound their politics,
Frustrate their knavish tricks,
On Thee our hopes we fix,
God save us all.

Thy choicest gifts in store,
On her be pleased to pour;
Long may she reign:
May she defend our laws,
And ever give us cause
To sing with heart and voice
God save the Queen

Re: The Band

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

That? Was not what he'd expected.

Walter might have looked rather aghast before breaking into a fairly painful guffaw and clapping enthusiastically.

Re: The Band

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi curtsies.

"Thank you thank you! No autographs please."

Re: The Band

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"Awww." Tim groused.

Re: The Band

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

:P

Re: The Band

[cantgetnorelief.livejournal.com]

Anders had just wandered down to Caritas for no particular reason whatsoever. He felt like singing for some reason, and a word with the band brought out some distorted power guitar chords as he took the mic.

I hear the rock show winding down at the high school
Kids out on the sidewalk, waiting for a ride
All the punks and the queers and the freaks and the smokers
Feel like they'll be waiting for the rest of their lives

Alright, I hear what you're saying to me
Alright, I hear what I just can't do
But I got this spark, I got to feed it something
Or put it out for good

The stadium lights were breaking through the bleachers
I spent all day pushing tissue roses into chicken wire
Hey S.G.A., I'm an overachiever of the wrong persuasion
A pep rally kid, a new gender nation with a new desire

Alright, I hear what you're saying to me
Alright, I hear what I just can't do
But I got this spark, I got to feed it something
Or put it out for good

Rub up against it till you it gets inside you
Rub up against it till it's understood
Those aren't your friends talking shit about you
We've had it bad, we're gonna make it good

Alright I hear what you're saying to me
(rub up against me till it's alright)
Alright I hear what I just can't do
(rub up against me till it's alright)
But we got this spark, we got to feed it something
(rub up against me and)
Let it burn for good, let it burn for good


It's possible he hadn't really thought out the lyrics of his song selection too thoroughly.

There wasn't really supposed to be any sax in this number, but apparently the punk rock sax trend continued, particularly on the "rub up against me" lines. Well, it was sort of fitting.

The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

You might want to speak up. Tino is unfortunately not moddable, as he is on strike.

Re: The Bar

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi walks in, yes, she's wearing a flag.

She's lost a bet and here to make good on it... If the person she bet with shows up that is.

In the meantime, she's looking for a glass of Glogg (http://basic-recipes.com/appbev/glogg.htm).

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod tried not to stare to obviously at Pippi. "Evening, Pippi. What can I get for you?"

Re: The Bar

[walter-n-wires.livejournal.com]

Walter came in after work, wearing the Swedish flag as his tie, as promised.

"Hi Pippi."

Re: The Bar

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Hi Walter! Hi Jarod! I'd like a glass of Glogg please."

Re: The Bar

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"Coming right up. Er, what's with the flag?" He set her drink in front of her a few minutes later.

Re: The Bar

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Made a bet on the England vs Sweden World Cup game." she explained, "And it was a tie. Wadda ya think?"

She turned for him.

Re: The Bar

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim came in, flipping through an Irish dictionary/phrase book. He did a double take at Pippi. "That's a good look for you." he smirked.

Re: The Bar

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Pippi curtsied for Tim in her Union Jack toga.

"Thank you. Whatcha got there?"

Re: The Bar

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

"An Irish focloir." tim said. "dictionary. I'm not quite at the step of translating whole phrases." because the mun is still looking for a website that'll do that

Re: The Bar

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

"Oh! You should talk to Phoebe! She was the TA for the Celtic studies class. She could probably help you."

Re: The Band

[blonde-doctor.livejournal.com]

Elliot comes in and orders a frozen margarita. She looks thoughtful.

"So is it completely pathetic to be drinking by myself, or is it kind of cool and independent?"

Re: The Band

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Jarod set the drink in front of her and made considered the question. "Kind of cool and independent, definitely."

Re: The Band

[blonde-doctor.livejournal.com]

"Thank you," Elliot said, pleased.

She licked a bit of salt off the rim of her glass. "Are you just saying that so you can sell me more drinks?"

Re: The Band

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

"No, not at all. I admire women who aren't afraid to stand on their own."

The Lounge

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

Couches and comfy chairs, yay!

OOC

[jarodpretends.livejournal.com]

For to end the OCD