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~~THE PERFORMANCE THREAD~~ **aside** ((action)) %%thought%%
welliwont:
RANDALL~
Go ahead and dance, I'll just sit here and watch you.
%%I wouldn't mind seeing some-a that!%%
((little bubbles rising from Randall to a cartoon balloon over his head))
Daniel:
JACK:
((looks over at Lureen surprised then lowers his lashes with more than a little coy))
Daniel:
JACK:
**Well, hell, hun. Didn' 'xpect ya ta offer me up so soon. Or are ya castin' off? Gonna lure in that good-lookin' fella over there while I'm off with his wife?**
((Jack nods his head towards Randall.))
**Well, fine. About time I showed these boys in here how ta move anyway. Seen more rhythm in a chicken coop when the cocks're randy.**
((Jack extends his hand to LaShawn and quirks an eyebrow toward Randall.))
**Reckon you have too, Randall, since you've seen just about all the barnyard action with that degree of yers.**
Meryl:
((The PRIESTETTES take note of JACK's cute posterior as he leads LASHAWN onto the dance floor and smile their most fetching smiles))
** Oh, MR. TWIST, you'll be sure to save a dance for us, won't ya? Purty please? **
welliwont:
((This is what The PRIESTETTES are drooling over:))
SOFTLY WHISPERING VOICE FROM STAGE RIGHT~
Like a force of nature, an irrestible pull not unlike the strongest
magnet ever used on the Bugs Bunny Show overpowers the free
will of everybody in the theatre. All eyes are drawn to the hypnotic
sight on the dance floor. It is as though there is one single dancer
in the room, he (she?) is a vision of tastiness....
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