"And isnīt Ironic? Donīt you think? Itīs like raaaaaaiiiiiiinnn!!" Manardariel sang, pointing up to the hole in the ceiling. She giggeled madly, taking another sip of her drink. "Manardariel, youīre drunk" Pearl said, shaking her head. "So are you! And Iīm just a bit drunk. Just a tiny bit." The girl pointed out.
Then she had one of her extra-brilliant ideas. She walked over to the band and talked to them a bit. They laughed and nodded. "Sure, we can do that!" "Ohhhh goody!" Manardariel grinned mischeviously. Then she climbed on a chair.
"Ok people." She shouted. "Itīs time for KAREOKE!!!!!!!! Any volunteers?"
[ May 04, 2003: Message edited by: Manardariel ]
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