RP:// Zacky Haner. Mr Haner 4 Zacky Baker. I love Mr Haner..

((I am in a crazy mood.
We went on my MSN at Emma's.
We talked to Kim Hardy and asked her random funny things like "Is your boyfriend speeding limit age?"
She was like WTF?!
And then we talked to Luke and was like "I AM THE TERMINATOR!" And he was like Good for you" And we were like "NO! NOT GOOD FOR YOU COZ WE WILL KILL YOU! MOOFASSAH!!"
Or something.
And then my sister came online and was just like "WTF JO WHERE ARE YOU?" And we just said I was in my room. And she actually looked LOL. And then we said I was inside of my mattress.

Emma was writing, not me.

She is more crazeh than me! WOOO!!
Haha.

I also talked to her about Alex. I think I settled some shit.
I think.
And hope.

AND NOW I AM OFF TO MAKE HOMEMADE BACON, TOMATO AND CHEESE PASTA! Woooooot))

[[You're odd.
Let's hope things all sort themselves out now.]]

((I am not odd.

Emma t'was the one doing it.

I was just observing. And laughing.

And holy shit I have a stomach ache!
*Holds*

OWWWWWWWWWWWWW ))

-Smiles and walks out of kitchen-
-Looks at Brian-
Dinner should be soon!!
-Claps hands-
-Looks at Zacky and Brian-
So, what have you two been up to while we have been slaving away cooking?
-Grins-
Like the women we are.
-Laughs-

[[*waggles finger at stomach*
BAD STOMACH!
STOP HURTING!]]

((I am back. I was buying them leg warmers on ebay. ))

-hides bottle from Matt-
We have being doing nothing at all.
-leans over onto Brian's lap but falls into lap-
OUFF.
-laughs-
I'm not drunk. No! Stop accusing me!
-hides face-

We've been doing manly things!
We have been discussing breasts and... and... hunting and...
*starts laughing*
Killing James Hetfield with my hard-on.
*looks down at Zacky*
You're a lightweight!
I however am not even tipsy yet!

Brian wrote:

We've been doing manly things!
We have been discussing breasts and... and... hunting and...
*starts laughing*
Killing James Hetfield with my hard-on.
*looks down at Zacky*
You're a lightweight!
I however am not even tipsy yet!

-looks up at Brian-
Shhhhhhhhh!
-whispers loudly-
He is not supposed to know.
-grins and thumbs up-
When is that fucking turkey gonna be ready for eating?

Woops.
*zips lips*
My lips are... wait...
*unzips lips*
My lips are sealed.
*re-zips lips*
*laughs through nose*
*clears throat*
Yes, turkey!
I'm hungry.

-laughs-
You know why we are a little bit... intoxicated?
Becaise we haven't eaten anything.
-looks at Matt and points at-
This is all your fault.
-laughs-
Mmmmm Brian. Is that a packet of fruit pastels in your pocket or are you just happy to see me?
If it's the fruit pastels. GIMME! I'M STARVING!

o.O
-Looks at-
What have you two been drinking?
-Smiles-
Coz I want some.
-Laughs-
-Looks at both-
Dinner should be ready in a few minutes.
-Smiles at-

Ah yes, Zackary... that and JD is 80% proof.
Woops...
*unzips lips*
Ah yes, Zackary... that and JD is 80% proof.
*looks down at crotch*
*grabs hold of*
Nope, I'm just happy to see you.
Sorry about that.
*looks to Matt*
Zacky got me a veyy interesting present which I'm going to use on you later.
*slaps ass*
I just hope we have enough lube for it.
*winks*

Yes. Yes I did.
You better watch your assssssssssss Matty.
-laughs evilly-
So. Brian. When are your parents getting her to take Ava home so we can have some incriminating fun.
-grins up at-
-feels Brian's boner-
OHHHHH! The incriminating fun has already begun.
Moo Ha Ha Ha!!

o.O
-Looks at both-
I think I am scared.
-Laughs-
Hey Zack, if you wanna jerk off my boyfriend, go ahead.
-Laughs-
I won't stop you.
Infact I will watch!!
-Grins-
Speaking of which, I say we make this Christmas a lot more interesting...
-Looks at both-
Any ideas?

How can you watch your own ass?
*thinks*
I mean, if you think about it, you'd just end up spinning in circles then you'd fall and land on it.
Which would kinda make it safe for a while.
Dude, I think of weird things when I'm drunk.
*laughs*
Uh...
*hears knock on door*
Now?
*grins*
Matty, you wanna take them to her?
They might think I'm a horrible person if I take her to them with a hard-on and whiskey breath.

[[Damnit, why do we have no orange juice? I really want a rum and orange now.
I'm not drinking straight rum.
I've learnt from experience that that's not good.]]

-Grins-
Will do.
-Looks at self-
Good thing I decided to put clothes on while cooking, huh?
Didn't want to go near anything that spattered.
-Laughs and heads towards door-

-looks up at Brian-
Complealing agrument on your part Mr Haner.
-nods and rubs chin-
Bye Bye Ava.
We will be thinking of you.
Actually no I won't, cos if you knew what was going on in my mind. You'd think I was a pedophile.
-laughs-
Ohhh Brian. I haven't being in this position in a looooooooooong time.
-runs hand over Brian's clothed crotch-
-giggles-

((Muhaha, You could get into Syn's character more. LOL.))

Mmm, you'll have to do better than that Zacky-doodle-dandy.
*smiles*
I've had Matt's hand round that for the past year, the softly softly approach isn't gonna do aaaaaanything for me.

[[I don't think my mum would appreciate me pretending to be Axl Rose again, whining about missing my guitar and falling off a kareoke stage.
Then staring at a moth which was sat on a swimming pool and deciding it was my new friend.
Not that we have one in the house.]]

-Peers at Zacky-
You can touch him, just don't get any other ideas!
-Laughs and opens front door-
-Smiles-
-Talks to-
Naa, you don't want to come in...
-Smiles and finds Ava and hands to with Ava's supplies-
-Grins-
Okay! See you soon!
Bye bye Ava!!
-Kisses babies forehead-

Mmmm... How could I do this then?
-pounders-
-shrugs and head butt Brian's crotch-
There. The not so soft approach.
-grins at toothily-

((Haha. Oh man, that sounds interesting. Haha.
And you must have being bad, to make friends with a moth. YIKES!))

*calls*
BYE PRINCESS!
MERRY CHRISTMAS MOM SLASH DAD!
*rests head on back of sofa*
I'm not drunk, I swear.

*voices goes up an octave*
*grabs self*
Jesus Christ, Zacky... owwww.
You're evil.
*scowls at*

[[I have pictorial proof of how bad I was.

Spoiler:

FULL JUG OF SANGRIA THROUGH A STRAW!
That was the night I came on and couldn't type properly.
And Sangria's lethal.

1 bottle of red wine - preferably Portuguese
1 shot of brandy
1 shot of triple sec
1 shot of Porto wine
1 shot of Martini Rosso

Although apparently, it had even more than that in over there. Heh. No wonder I made friends with a mooooooth.]]

You arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrre drunk!
-hiccups-
Haha. Me too.
-holds breath and gets off of sofa-
-crawls along the floor to the kitchen-
I smell Turkey! FOOOOOOOOOOOOOD!
-climbs to feet and walks somewhat nromally to the kitchen/dining room-
-sees Mick with an aporn on-
Ohhhhhhhhh Why hello there, my sexy little chef.

Brian wrote:

*voices goes up an octave*
*grabs self*
Jesus Christ, Zacky... owwww.
You're evil.
*scowls at*

[[I have pictorial proof of how bad I was.

Spoiler:

FULL JUG OF SANGRIA THROUGH A STRAW!
That was the night I came on and couldn't type properly.
And Sangria's lethal.]]

((Haha. You don't look that bad.
And that night was funny. You were surprisingly good at typing to be drunk. At one point I thought you were a robot. LOL.))

I'm not drunk.
I don't get drunk on...
*takes long drink from bottle*
Three mouthfuls of whiskey.
I'm not that much of a lightweight.
*lays back on sofa*
We have a cool roof.

[[Oh no, I look okay... aside from my curly fringe.
I was just posting that so you could see how much Sangria I had in one night.
That full jug.
Oh and about three glasses of wine before hand.
I was mashed.
But no hangover the next day, woo!]]