THERE you are, Richard! Went for a dip, huh?? You must be part polar bear! Yikes! Where'd the pane go?? Well, anytime you guys wanna eat, it's ready!But bring your sweatshrits, it's chilly! BTW...My name is Sandra (and no, I'm not an alcoholic) but, I will be your server this evening...Belly up to the raw bar for some little necks, oysters and steamers and for the faint of heart, shrimp cocktails.
And we also have some hot chowdah in the pot to chase off that chill. Would you like a few more minutes to make your selections??
Yay, another sleepover! You guys know the drill and I actually MADE YOUR BEDS for you all and you'll find complimentary thin mints on your pillows! For my encore, Slick, I'll sing you all a bit of Brahms's Lullabye..
Ok, I've brought the food up to the bunk house...too cold and dark down on the beach and those pesky gnats!!!
So here's your evening repast...help yourselves and enjoy!
Steamed, stuffed lobsters with melted butter
Corn on the Cob
Baked potatoes
Grilled sausages
Sliced sirloin steak
Caesar salad
Strawberry shortcake and for those of you who really wish to get into the New England spirit...Indian Pudding (like gooey pumpkin pie without the crust) and homemade vanilla ice cream. (Thank you Logan!)
Coffee/espresso/cappas/tea and complimentary cordials
And please, wear your bibs, no dribbling your butter and take out the trash!
(Richard, remember to take your toys out of the pool before you go to bed!! And Gini, I saw those flashlights!! No reading in bed after midnight. Lights out means lights out!
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