Told by the Simgod.
“You be a good girl for Daddy over at Grampy’s, okay?”
“You sure the kids will be okay over with Dad and all the boys? Will they know how to change their diapers?”
“Of course! Dad helped raise all you kids, didn’t he? Don’t worry about it. Let’s just have fun.”
Jemma: “Okay. Anyway, I spent a shitload of money on the stuff for the party, so instead of hiring a mixologist I figured you could work the bar.”
“Well, don’t expect me to be there all night. I need to party too. Go on now and put the kids in their jammies and Phoenix can put them right to bed.”
Phoenix: “Bye honey, have fun and don’t get too drunk.”
So Phoenix and the kids headed off to the Watleys so we could party for Jemma’s bachelorette. It was going to be epic!
Little Jovanna too.
It wasn’t entirely elaborate, but she did spent a fair bit of money on tables & chairs, a good stereo and karaoke machine, a professional bar and some balloons. This could work!
Jemma beamed out in her fancy (
not fancy) outfit.
“But I was already dressed up nice! Why have I got to wear this?”
Just deal with it.
Emmy: “Hi Jemma! Is this bar for us?”
Lucille: “You don’t even know what you’re doing.”
The dancing started. Sunny Flower is here (slightly pregnant), and school friend Traci Worthington.
Get our dance on.
“You could look a little more excited, Mom.”
“I’m not warmed up yet.”
Lucille: “Look, Emmy!”
“A bartender! I’ll have a Sex on the Beach, please.”
Tegan: “Okay, I think it’s got vodka. And what makes it red? Cranberry juice?”
Mom: “Do you really know what you’re doing on the bar?”
Tegan: “Not a clue.”
Jemma: “Time to get Mom at the bar” *whistles nonchalantly*
Mom: “Not yet. I heard there’s male dancers on the way.”
“Are they gonna be hot?”
Tegan: “Of course.”
Quincy: “Hello, we’re here and ready to dance.”
Borage: “And we’re sexy.”
Indeed they are.
Quincy: “So do we do a lap dance for her, or just dance for everyone?”
“She looks a little uptight.”
Borage: “Oh don’t worry, Jemma will loosen up. I heard that about her.”
Borage: “I’m gonna find somewhere to put my stereo. See ya around.”
Quincy: “My bro left me.”
“Aha, maybe I can put the stereo here and dance on the step and everyone will have to come watch my sexy dancing.”
Jovanna: “Bahaha! I can see your underwear!”
Borage: “Hey little kid. Where’d you come from?”
Jovanna: “My mother.”
Jovanna: “Hahahaha! This is awesome!”
Apparently Jovanna was not enjoying herself at Grampy’s and I guess they all came back home!
Tara: “Hi little girl! You sure you’re old enough for this party?”
Borage: “This is lame. I can’t even dance here. Why is nobody coming to talk to me and look at my sexy body?”
Because they are watching something else, Borage.
Emmy snaps a picture. Lucy is shocked and surprised.
Lulu was also thrilled to see.
It was Quincy, dancing by himself over behind the stereo and under his own personal light!
“Somebody called for a sexy dancer, so sexy dancin’ is what y’all are gonna get!”