Let The Countdown Begin!

[Sir Martin]

Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas and best wishes for a safe, healthy and prosperous New Year!

[Laird Fraser of Lovatt]

AS LIFE ROLLS ON... 

[beckgam462]

On & On & ON......

[Laird Fraser of Lovatt]

*Haaaaaah* *Haaaaah*

*Takes sleeve and polishes title*

Yes, it's real... you could get one if you want but you'd just be copying me.  

A Christmas gift from one of my kin... Laird is above Esquire and just below Baron.

[Rani Zemirah]

Don't think I want to be a Laird, anyway...    heheh 

(probably wouldn't qualify as a Lady, either...) 

[Merlin the Elder]

(probably wouldn't qualify as a Lady, either...) 

I didn't say a word....

[Laird Fraser of Lovatt]

Everyone is getting all venomous about TRF... some people have gripes that are legitimate, others... well... others seems to have forgotten that TRF is about having fun... that's why i'm there every year.  It's kind of like that foul four letter word "WORK"... if it doesn't p*ss on my parade, then i roll on like business as usual.

I'm sorry to say that i didn't know anyone involved in this recent shuffle and pray that they bounce back quickly.

[Jack Daw at Work]

I don't see any venom within this thread.

[Laird Fraser of Lovatt]

Elsewhere, my friend... everyone has enough respect not to trash my thread.  It's just so... negative.



I, myself, will continue to claim TRF as my home faire.  WOOT!

[Breandan]

*litters profusely*

Hah!

[Rapier Half-Wit]

I'm just sitting here thinking about that bottle of Jamesons at home. I think it needs some company. It's been sitting there all by itself for the last 12 years. Poor thing.

See ya'll tomorrow!

[Laird Fraser of Lovatt]

Poor thing... you really need to rush home and comfort it! 

[Mouse]

*holds out cup* Please sir...May I have some more?

[Laird Fraser of Lovatt]

So.... Mouse.  How long until your impending doom?

[Breandan]

when he next sets foot in Firkin