Grab a pawty hat pawesome pals, we've already got ours!
Get some cake!
HERE'S PARSLEY'S OFFICIAL BIRTHDAY PAWTRAIT
The Nip Bar is OPEN!
Have a tipple!
Help yourselves to nibbles!
MMMMM Yummy... seafood and eat it! MOL
Get some pudding!
WELCOME TO THE BBHQ NIGHTCLUB
The Nip Nirvana Lounge
WELCOME TO THE BBHQ RAVE!!!
WOOOOOO HOOOOOOO PAWTY FLUFFERS! 🎉🎈
My birthday pawty is OFFICIALLY underway, and it’s already fluffing legendary! The Nip Nirvana Lounge has reached critical mass of floof, sparkle, and unfiltered chaos, and we wouldn’t have it any other way! MOL
Amber, despite last year’s incident involving a glowstick duel and a vat of NipFizz, begged to be reinstated as bar queen. She promised to behave, swore on her floof, and even offered to wear a “Bar Ban Survivor” sash. We caved. Huge mistake. She’s currently curled up behind the bar in a glittery heap, snoring into a half-empty Floofquake cocktail. The above pic was taken moments before she rolled off the bar, when she was still semi-conscious and mewing something about “inventing a new drink called the Nipocalypse.” Classic Amber.
If mew don’t see her again tonight, the kitty-droids will stretcher her to the med-bay for a tactical snooze. She might reappear later, depending on how many Atomic Surprise Nip-blasters she guzzled, the old lush! In the meantime, help yourselves to anything from the bar. Posie and Snowie are on standby and fully trained in emergency cocktail deployment.
If anypawdy’s feeling peckish, Humphrey’s A.I. Replicators are purring away in the corner, ready to whip up anything mew fancy. Just tap the screen at the bar, choose your noms, and a kitty-droid will deliver it with a flourish and a complimentary tail wiggle.
Melvyn and Pandora have curated another supurr nostalgic playlist of 80s and early 90s bangers, including “Nip Me Baby One More Time,” “Wake Me Up Befur Mew Glow Glow,” and “Don’t Go Breaking My Cat Tree.” The dance floor is bouncing, and Pandora’s tail is glowing like a neon noodle again, she’s clearly had another dose of Gloshun Dreams. MOL
Fudge is currently horizontal on a velvet cushion after downing three Mindbender Purrple Purradise cocktails and attempting a tailstreamer limbo. He’s now mewing softly to the beat and occasionally flicking his paw in what we think is a dance move. As for me? I’m on my fifth Atomic Surprise Nip-blaster with a slice of lemming, and Basil just warned me that any more might result in spontaneous fur detonation. Challenge accepted.
Nip lovers, rejoice! Humphrey’s whipped up a brand-new strain called “Velvet Vortex,” and it’s already causing floof tremors across the lounge. Fudge tried some earlier, and his giant floof went from wild to runway sleek in under 30 seconds. It’s like a spa day in a leaf. MOL
Smooch has set up the hubbly-bubbly pipes near the mezzanine, surrounded by jumbo cushions and ambient purring. It’s basically a floof lounge of dreams. Just don’t fall asleep mid-puff, last time, somepawdy woke up with glitter eyebrows and a tail braid.
Litter cubicles are still in the entrance foyer, girls to the left, boys to the right and for fluff’s sake, don’t wander near Level 14. The rogue interdimensional portal is still unstable, and we don’t want anypawdy ending up in the year 3025 with a robotic squirrel sidekick again.
And on that note, I’m headed to the bar. Who wants a Floofquake with a side of chaos?
WOOO HOOOOOO DUDES & DUDETTES RAVE ON!
We do hope mew all have an EPIC time at the rave, and if mew need to chill, we have allocated the Crystal Room as the zen-zone which is now located next to the nightclub; just head back out into the corridor, take a left and it's the next door along, so mew can have a snooze, take five or just crash completely.
Thanks for coming, mew know how much we love to pawty with all our supurr besties!
Parsley
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