Let The Countdown Begin!

[Dracconia]

*shakes head*

Oh dear why do I think this is going to be a long wait???

[Rapier Half-Wit]

I know I'm having a hard time waiting.

[Dracconia]

So what's the number?

[Mouse]

This one has been offically dubbed "Fuzzy Feeling" because after the 3 shots apiece that Nasty and i tossed back, i left us just a wee bit fuzzy.

2-3 more batches to go... another 4-6 gallons of liquid fun!




*and YES, Advent, we have plenty of this "Liquid Crack" this year*

Fuzzy for you, a reeeeallly good time for me. Being a lightweight is never a bad thing...

[Laird Fraser of Lovatt]

109 My Lady... 10 days till the offical start of my daily count.


It seems long but it helps to get us through the summer months.

[Breandan]

I am concerned that some members of the camp may need to be restricted in their movements lest they wander too close to a tiki torch or fire and go up like the Hindenburg due to the offgassing of alcohol vapours in their sweat

[Mouse]

I am concerned that some members of the camp may need to be restricted in their movements lest they wander too close to a tiki torch or fire and go up like the Hindenburg due to the offgassing of alcohol vapours in their sweat

I guess this means my thermite covered garb would be ill-advised? Noted.

[Laird Fraser of Lovatt]

You'd be safe, Mouse... we don't use magnesium torches.

[Breandan]

damn, that powdered aluminum's gotta chafe! 

[Laird Fraser of Lovatt]

it's the rust stains that would turn me off to it... now, i can think of a few people i'd like to suit up in it... hmmmm



*damn leftist pinkos*

[Bonny Pearl]

the days are flying by so quickly!  faire will be here soon and i sure as h3ll need faire!

[angusmacinnes]

Aye lass as well as we all do.   

[Dracconia]

I can almost smell the wondrous aroma of heaven that is faire.

[Laird Nasty]

Fraser, this is the worst countdown till faire I have ever seen. Guess what all. Nasty is BACK! 

[Mouse]

Did you see last year's? I think things have improved a mite.