I was conversing with my hinky tights at the Chalet Kristy today, and it seems the mongrel wench illegal alien who was supposed to release Cabin 3 from my inventory failed to do so. That situation has been rectumfied, however that means the cabin is available for now.
So if anyone wants it, better move fast. I have no freaking idea what the rate would be at this point, but I'll bet one could find someone to split the costs. I'm sure there'll be a towtruck driver named Cornfed hanging around the beer hall, for instance. There usually is.
I really go the extra mile for you people.
Just don't let Denny get drunk on the second floor. If you do, bring a long rope so you can lower him down at the end of the night.
Posted by: Dash at October 2, 2007 4:38 PMI've done that cabin deal before...no more. You still have room for me and my bitch in yours...right?
Cornfed, eh? Sly Duckman reference.
I've begun assembling the Toxic Waste - er, ahhh, Chatham Artillery Punch supplies. Anyone got a punchbowl?
Posted by: Elisson at October 2, 2007 8:58 PMIf you can't find a punchbowl, a large cuspidor might do.
Posted by: Jim - PRS at October 2, 2007 11:33 PMI don't care who it is. The Senior Chief aint carryin another drunk down those stairs.
Posted by: The Senior Chief at October 4, 2007 5:11 PM.. and here I am thinking that 'I' was a hinky tight....
... but yes, The Senior Chief is right...... fuck those stairs....
Posted by: Eric at October 4, 2007 9:44 PMFuck the stairs, indeed. After last year's debacle, my plan is to set up a water slide before Denny decides to call it a night and then push his ass down. The gravel in the driveway may be a problem but it's all about the blog fodder, right?
Posted by: zonker at October 4, 2007 10:47 PMHey Zonker, if you remember....we crashed Denny's ass and chair into the gravel right before the fireworks...at least he couldn't run away like all the rest of you pussies....
Bwahahahahahah!!!!!!!
Posted by: Sam at October 5, 2007 1:56 AMI'm bringing a lab experiment for us....
Posted by: holder at October 5, 2007 6:30 AMYou'll have plenty of lab rats to use. Speaking of others of course.
I've got an old toilet bowl in the boneyard. Ideal for the waste....er..uhh...Punch
Sam, I know your up to something. I hope you remember who had your back after the fireworks.
Posted by: The Senior Chief at October 5, 2007 7:35 AMLab experiment? How 'bout "How much Punch can a Buncha Drunks Drink before they get Stunk Drunk?"
Posted by: Elisson at October 5, 2007 9:48 AMAight, I've never been...and youse is a-skeering me, and that don't happen so easily. What I want to know is...will I come back the same person my Momma knows and loves?
Posted by: Erica at October 5, 2007 6:36 PMIt should be interesting. As it stands now I have to work so I am coming anyway and I will get up at 4AM and commute to West Georgia to cook for all of those dumb fuckers...
Posted by: Richard at October 5, 2007 11:22 PMGottdamn, I wish I would be able to take that cabin. I'll be thinking of you bastards.
I better get a phone call...
Posted by: That 1 Guy at October 6, 2007 2:50 PMI'm sure there will be plenty of drunk dialing going on.
Posted by: Maeve at October 7, 2007 3:52 PMJust ask Denny, it was MY fault, I dropped him last year. That ol' bastid likes to pick on me a blodge meets like a big tongued water head loves the inside of the short bus.
I ain't gonna be there to blame this year... Wish I was. Droppin' Denny's kinda fun.
Erica, be sceeered, verrrryyyy sceered. You'l be scarred 'fore you're gone. One way or the other.
Got I'm pissed I'm judicially challenged this year...