Introduction to the book
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From Cramulus
The Gods were annoyed.
To say the least.
But we had rented the space fair and square, so they had no choice. The ink on the contract was dry. All that was left was clear out and spend the week on an all expenses paid booze cruise through the Astral. Apollo, in his little white vacation shoes, flipped me off personally on the way out. They had just heard the news, that Limbo Peak had been rented out by Discordians.
[Insert 000's pic of kolonoskopos and hairacles]
See, when Triple Zero and I reserved the place, we wore these sweet masks. I was Hairacles and he was Kolonoskopos. We told them it was a masquerade ball, but we didn't tell 'em who was on the guest list.
When Zeus found out, he got all bitchtits. "Discordians?" he thundered. "Aw Hera, they're gonna foul the pool..." Then someone informed him that skinnydipping was listed several times on their agenda. That old windbag's bitchtits practically burst out his beardhole. "I forbid the pool entirely!" Sure thing pops. Yeah, we'll be good guests. Hey, where do you keep the towels?
See, our Lady Eris is celebrating 49 or 50 years or so since she sent that imaginary penguin to freak out those spags Mal and Omar. Since then, it's been more or less a constant party - like something Crowley would envision while balls deep in some ass trance. So in a way, we're celebrating 49 or 50 years of constant partying with an even weirder party.
So 000 and I -- er -- Hairacles and Kolonoskopos tried to contact as many "Discordians" as they could find for this bizarre masquerade bash. And when the party started, they came in droves. They jibbered in Russian. There were mittens and win in every discussion.
Weird people in their anybody suits. We're all over the place like tossed cookies.
[insert the beach etc.discordia ad]
Now there's a lot of "Discordians" out there on the web, and they're not organized really well, so there's no telling how much of the iceberg we crashed. But I think we got a good sampling. It was cool, because all these foreign networks collided. They swapped ideas and put some pee in the idea pot. And this book is the toxic soup that we squeezed out of it.