The “Get It On” mini bar sounds a little interesting to me. I wonder if they allow substitutions—like Asti instead of champagne or Barry Manilow instead of Barry White. They probably charge extra for that.
I am definitely feeling the need to get away for a few days. Two questions: do I want to bring Hubby along, and what kind of theme can I dream up?
If I expect breakfast to be brought to me in bed and to have my bath run, I suppose I’ll need Hubby, so that answers the first question.
On to the second.
How about Margaritaville? Bring the bucket of margaritas, glasses, salt shaker, and a Jimmy Buffet CD.
Maybe you all can help me out and fill in the blanks, or come up with your own? I know how creative my readers can be. (Just please remember this is a family site and that MFSG visits once in a while.)
Something like the LEO Special, with water pistols, handcuffs…
Medicine for the Medic, with the little doctor kit, instructions for chest massage and mouth-to-mouth…
Cowboys and Indians—feather headdress, peace pipe and/or hatchet (depending on the mood) (or maybe the hatchet belongs in the Lorena Bob It collection?)…
The Mile High Club—packages of peanuts, mini booze bottles, plastic pilot wings…
The Newlywed Game—Sex 101 for Dummies…
My personal favorite, the one I think I’ll investigate, is the Romancing the Stoned package, if I can figure out what comes with it besides a joint and some munchies.
Thanks to Ambulance Driver and Diamond Mair, I’ve now been visiting Dragonwatch regularly. We’ve got quite a bit in common, he also has an interesting and rather eclectic background. You’ll see he’s been added to my list on the side, run over and tell him hi.
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We used to have medical themed parties...empty D50 and Bicarb syringes for shot glasses, Foleys filled with beer...test tubes filled with Hot Damn... soup served in emesis basins...a bedpan full of unwrapped Baby Ruth bars...
I could probably remember more, but I was drunk during most of them.
How about combining Romancing the Stoned and Sex 101 for dummies. I suggest taking your own whipped cream, gotta have those munchies, and some sexy underware for hubby. Would you like me to pick them out and mail them to you? I could get you a pair too!
Hubby and I sit outside on our bench under the stars, weather permitting, and neck. Nothin' like acting like silly teenagers to keep the fire alive.
Let me know if I can help. LOL
DW,
just so you know...Flo has several places to bury the evidence, too. And I got y'all's backs. I'll even throw in a free alibi.
Flo,
I got an ocean,think chum, or a place in the swamp that assures the next time the person is seen they will be a quart of thirty weight, or and archeological mystery.
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