60's Party



60's Party


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Sep 14, 07 at 04:11pm
Back in the Swinging Sixties, Michael Caine is holding a big showbiz party in his swanky new house. Everyone who's anyone is there - top stars from the worlds of movies, music, fashion and art. There's a feed of pints, the best wines that money can buy, champagne, oysters, caviar.

Lennon and McCartney are helping themselves at the bar, Jim Morrison and his band are sitting on the couch singing 'Come On Baby Light My Fire', and over in the corner George Peppard's getting very pally with Sophia Loren.

All's going well until Jim Morrison decides he's bored out of his skull, and wants to go home for an early night, curled up with a good book. "Oi, Jim," objects Michael Caine "party's just got started. How's about I get one of 'the ladies' to take you into the spare bedroom for a bit of 'how's yer father?".
"Fair play!" nods Jim, well, that's not his exact words, but you get the gist, "as long as she does the rest of the band too."
"Not a problem, Jim," smiles Michael as he pulls a young dolly bird in close and whispers some instructions in her ear.

Half an hour later, the young lass is just wiping her chin, when in walks Ringo Starr from The Beatles. "All right, luv?" He droned, "don't suppose you fancy extending that service to me, do you?". The young woman thinks about this for a second, then says "what the hell!" And proceeds to unzip Ringo's fly and get to work. Ringo's having a grand time, until, moments before the end, the door flies open and Michael Caine bursts in and grabs the girl by the back of the hair and slaps her hard across the face!
"Wh-what was that for?" she whimpers.
"I TOLD YOU," Caine snarls..... "YOU WERE ONLY S'POSED TO BLOW THE BLOODY DOORS OFF!"

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Sep 14, 07 at 04:15pm
boy you worked up to that one didn't you


that is one party i would love to go to

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Sep 14, 07 at 08:18pm
:mrgreen: