Let\'s have a really poor party!

ooc> i also have not posted in a while, i suck.
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Jay just sighed, and, opening the visor on the EVE1, accepted a cup
of tea from Tara.
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Jay had sat down since that, finished his tea... had several more and
really needed a piss. Just as he was opening the door to the bog,
the main parrotts door opened and 2 rather loud singing voices,
completely out of tune, with the odd hiccup between words. Jay
turned to see who it was, and only managed to see them for a split
second before they fell over out of sight behind a table, Jack and
Keats had just walked in, carrying two of the patened laws-of-physics-
defying canteens, enough booze in them to get half of the crew drunk,
pity it took that much to get jack drunk in the first place...
They managed to get to the table with everyone else on, pulled
themselves up onto chairs and threw some booze into the waiting pint
glasses in the middle of the table, this stuff, stronger than
whiskey, and yet still being poured into pints. Everyone picked up a
pint and clashed them together with a roar and became instantly drunk.
LET THE PARTY BEGIN!!!