SL/Serbian Friday night pool phenomenon

The Serbians met at the pool for the weekly "Friday night phenomenon." Afterwards, I discover no more hot water in hot tub. In fact, no water period.

One of the two dance pads were missing too. I accused Milo of stacking them on top of each other.

These Serbians apparently party pretty hearty.

Milo shows me this pic. Someone (possibly Angie?) is way overdressed. Milo has shaggy hair in the pic. In fact, every pic at the pool lately has Milo with shaggy hair. What is going on with Milo's shaggy pool hair? I think only Milo knows the answer to this question.

Meanwhile, there is a fascinating leg in this picture belonging to a famous Serbian celebrity named Ceca. Here is her picture in real life:
The guy in the (above) photo has a Scottish last name and Serbian first name. His name is IvanMilojkovic McMillan.
His tattoo dominates the photo because I wanted a picture of it. I asked him if his back tickled much when people took pictures of it. He said no.
One of the Serbians, later self-described as "bored," and whom I would describe as "drunk," began to heckle me and I was forced to leave the pool area.
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This is where I ended during the last half hour, among dragons.

SL/Event

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The title for this picture believe it or not is:

"Srgian, the fully-dressed Hungarian cowboy in Hot tub."

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SL/Proof of Unintelligent Life in the Universe

At the pool with Milo and his recently-purchased Mom. Mom scolded Milo about smoking a joint, saying he wasn't doing it right. She also pointed out the giant doobie wasting away in the pool.


Meanwhile, I was partying at the cabana when I noticed smoke coming from the cabana's ceiling. At first this fascinated me--then alarmed me when I realized I was the one causing the smoke. In a flash Milo was all over it: He rolled his wet body around on the roof, trying to put out the smoke. It only got worse. It wasn't until Yetrates arrived with a bag of faeries that the smoke was finally contained.
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Milo and I celebrated that night by focusing hard on a UFO so that an alien would show up.
We weren't prepared for the scaly, Lobster-looking alien that did show up--but, hey, an alien is an alien.

We had the alien sit in a hot tub so we could gradually increase the temperature. Meanwhile, we peppered it with at least a thousand different questions, none which it answered. After a bit, the alien popped out of the tub and said it had to return to the UFO before it was compelled to eat us.
Milo was so excited to have extraterrestrial contact that he wanted a picture hugging the alien.