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Fnord walks into a bar.

The bartender says, "Do you want to play a game? See those two rib-eyes nailed to the ceiling? You get to throw one dart. If you hit one, you get to take them home and I'll give you a free drink."

Fnord says, "No thanks, the steaks are too high." Then he asks the bartender, "Can I have a bag of helicopter flavor chips?"

The barkeep says, "Sorry, we only have plain."

So Fnord says, "Just give me a beer before problems start!"

The bartender serves him a beer

Fnord orders a beer again saying, "Give me a beer before problems start!"

The bartender looks confused. This goes on for a while, and after the fifth beer the bartender is totally confused and asks Fnord, "When are you going to pay for these beers?"

Fnord answers, "Ah, now the problems start!"

I would walk up to two people that seem to be having a perfectly amusing conversation without me, and try to break the ice (what ice?), by gently mocking (I would think of it as "teasing", of course) whichever person allows me the first opportunity, or possibly, chiming in with something tangential....that nobody cares about. Upon realizing no one really wanted to talk to me in the first place, I would head over to the bar, and down some of NQ's creations, until completely soused and somewhat maudlin.

I don't fare well at parties.

Gets tired of being there since it's so boring. Are there any games?

I might come back later but right now I need a break. *walks out*

I would not come. I hate parties and large social gatherings. But if do happen to end up there at some point I would keep to myself, watch people and leave after about a half hour tops. Oh, and if I saw anyone at the party doing any kind of iilegal drugs, I would call the police ASAP.

Poopy Shows up..ukulele in tow...very nervous...has already had a drink or two before her arrival, sidles up to the bar for another, and plops down in the corner with her ukulele.

..OR if the party happens to at her house, one would find her nervously pacing back and forth on tiptoes, explaining all the mundane details about whatever anyone happens to be looking at.

She will eventually either completley withdraw, and go plop on the computer in the back, or her voice will get higher and louder and she will start giving stuff away to people at random.

*I walk up to someone and randomly talk about SpongeBob, not realising how bored they are*

i walk in and shoot myself in the head, an brains splatter everywhere.

*walks up to SpongebobRocksMao*

Hi there! Spongebob isn't a special interest of mine, but I like the show very much and I would like to talk about it with you.

*walks in managing to look very disshevelled still dressed in work clothes, catches that like a professional eavesdropper and blurts out*

"Yeah, fliegerabwehrkannone. K-a-n-n-oh never mind how its spelt. I guess that's flyerdefencecannon... wehr is defence, right? abwehr must be like defence only moreso... uh, no, more like againstflyergun to you or me, er, anti-aircraft gun. Hmm. Don't mind me..."

*Walks through door, late as always. Looks around sheepishly before beginning to panic. Hyperventillating, runs in the bathroom to cry*

Party Room - You are in a party room with several interesting people in various places eying each other in a semi-wary sort of way. There is a young corpse here , with fresh brains on the floor. There is a mop and bucket here.
There are exits to the north and Northeast...

>Grab mop

You have the mop

>Clean up mess

The brains and blood go into the bucket. The floor looks cleaner.

>Talk to seated figure with backpack.

What do you want to say?

> Hi, I've never met anyone with AS IRL, sorry if the TLA's get out of hand..

The seated person looks at you and says...

*Gets a wet-vac and starts cleaning up the mess. Takes wallet from back pocket and takes out money, throws wallet in the trash*

Damn emo's.
I need a drink!

thanks for getting the rest of it up...

Good thing it's a tile floor.