Yes, I married my Sister

[daylight]

Congrats to the both of you, many happy years ahead of you I`am sure Congats again to the both of you

[Saber]

SO does this mean you married everyones sister?



HOORAY FOR YOU SIR!!  HAPPY MARRIED LIFE!!

[Zoë]

Okay now that the nun is married will i still get my daily refaire ruler spankings?

Be careful what you ask for....

[Nixie]

Congrats!!!

No for real.

[Capt Spleen]

That was the quickest, fastest, hand fasting in the RenWest!

Word spread like Wilsome blowing fire balls into the night sky, and by midnight, word of the HandFasting was on high!

Now what's to become of Demetrius' nun that plays his sister??

Gongratulations you krazy kidz!

GONG!

[Demetrius]

SO does this mean you married everyones sister?



HOORAY FOR YOU SIR!!  HAPPY MARRIED LIFE!!

Unless you are really really baaad, in which case she would be your Mother!!   

Great big thanks to everyone!! Yeah, we are really happy-

(pushes him aside into a tub of Karmel Sutra)  Hello All!  Sister MC Here...Thank you so much for your well wishes.  He is a great guy. 
For those of you who are worried about SPANKINGS, Blessings (even of nuts) or any of  the nunsense at Festival... do not worry it will continue. Maybe next year you will get a signed ruler with twelve good reasons...
Sir Thomas... Don't worry about getting me out of the dust.  I love being prostrate for the nobles and royals.  Historically it is a matter of respect.  I'm a bit of nut in that case. You could even tell me to get lower and drag it out if you want... 'course I might curse your soul.

Okay, I'm back (I told her Brother Simon was on the phone).

Just to make it clear- none of this spanking stuff happens at home... no really!! She is too kind for that.

Note to Fainting: other people have told the teri-chicken guy he looks like me, "he's hot."

[Toki Bloodaxe]

Okay, I am not too sure about the ruler thing. I just have these memories of big giant scowling penguins grabbing my hands and slapping them with this enormous oak ruler...( you know the kind..you can't buy them anymore except at the nun store where they sell things like thumb screws and spiked paddles) for drawing Sgt. Rock pictures in class.. So, the spanking with the ruler thing is probably good for somone else...but not for me. Also, how long should I let the Nun lay in the dust before asking her to rise...I often become tongue tied when I am put on the spot. The poor nun could be there all day. I better leave that to someone else.

[Capt Gabriela Fullpepper]

While I never had giant scowling penguins wacking me, I did have a third grade teacher (Mrs Eichor) who loved to smack my hands very hard with wooden rulers with metal edges on them. I even broke one once when she tried to smack my hand and I moved it. Bad mistake I got double smacks for that one.

So I guess I'll have to speak for Toki, but then again I do love so much seeing the common and peasantry lieing around rolling in the dirt, it makes me feel... well like a queen, just don't get the dirt on me, or I'll be having to use my riding crop. Better yet if your a cute pirate I'll just have one of the guards put you in stocks and let me smack you with a gauntlet on the behind.

[Zoë]

My dad was taught by nuns...one of the best stories he's ever told us (not to break the topic or anything, but it just has to be told) was from when he was in the 5th or 6th grade, sitting in the back of English class...the class was a little boring to say the least so he did not feel any remorse about letting out a bit of a fart during the Sister's lecture.  When she asked who it was he of course was not stupid enough to fess up, but one of his classmates ratted him out.  The Sister made him march to the front of the class where she gave him a stern talking to.  As he turned to walk back to his seat, she said, "You have the backbone of a jellyfish!" So, in typical my-dad fashion, he wiggled his whole body as if he had no spine...and the Sister grabbed the chalkboard eraser and chucked it at him, where it hit him square in the shoulders.  He had chalk dust all over his uniform for the rest of the day. 

So much for turn the other cheek.   

And now, back to our regularly scheduled discussion....

[Demetrius]

True story:

The only bad incident I had with a nun was one day when Sister Form was about to smack me on the hand with her ruler and I casually mentioned it wouldn't be prudent to do so.
She asked me why not and I explained, "Because I am a methodist."

My parents used to make me walk to church- we had a station wagon, but I have an older brother and a younger brother, so there wasn't enough room for me. The Catholic church was one block before the Methodist church and all the walking made me tired, so I ended up with Sister Form.

She insisted on smacking me anyway, but I reminded her of the socialist nature of my upbringing (I had protested the war in Vietnam). I told her I had an emu waiting for me outside and I made a mad dash for the door.

The only regret I have to this day is the fact that the Brady Bunch also had a station wagon and it was always clean.

[Capt Gabriela Fullpepper]

True story:

The only bad incident I had with a nun was one day when Sister Form was about to smack me on the hand with her ruler and I casually mentioned it wouldn't be prudent to do so.
She asked me why not and I explained, "Because I am a methodist."

My parents used to make me walk to church- we had a station wagon, but I have an older brother and a younger brother, so there wasn't enough room for me. The Catholic church was one block before the Methodist church and all the walking made me tired, so I ended up with Sister Form.

She insisted on smacking me anyway, but I reminded her of the socialist nature of my upbringing (I had protested the war in Vietnam). I told her I had an emu waiting for me outside and I made a mad dash for the door.

The only regret I have to this day is the fact that the Brady Bunch also had a station wagon and it was always clean.

OK Demetrius, Now your REALLY beginning to scare and worry me!

[Toki Bloodaxe]

     My parents had a huge station wagon. It was on of those 1960's Chevys withe big block v-8 and all of the fake wood trim around it that was supposed to make it look like a woody...the car, not the other thing. It had three rows of seats and had all of the room necessary for a large Catholic family like mine. The rear seat faced backwards and you got in and out of it through the tail gate. That rear seat was my refuge, and my battle ground. I set up my Army men all around back there and they fought to the death on long family trips, as I fought boredome just as hard. To a young child, the inside of that huge car seemed as big as an aircraft hanger, and it was a whole new world to explore and play in. A place to let healthy imaginations expand. So, parents, if you want to have happy and healthy children, keep them away from huge, club wielding penguins who quote scripture while they pummel your children into submission. Instead, buy them station wagons so they can explore and imagine beyond their wildest dreams and won't develope unhealthy fascinations with nuns, rulers, erasers or emus.

[Cerarienh]

*laughing*  CONGRATULATIONS!!!   

[Charlotte Rowan]

Congrats!!

[Monk]

Yae, I was there.

I saw it.  Thems is marriaged.

Woo!

It was so touching. Even the pirate wenches were crying!  Their happiness was definitely felt by all.

Alright, well congrats to yous guys