The Last Whiskey Bar

[Cain]

Yeah, so someone shot my office.

THE RETURN OF JEFF!

dun Dun DUN!

You see, if someone shot my office, I wouldn't consider it a threat on my life.  I'd be more like "wow, someone else hates this place as much as me."

But Jeff does not strike me as the especially thoughtful type.

[Pope Pixie Pickle]

Has anyone heard from Roger? I'm a little concerned...

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Has anyone heard from Roger? I'm a little concerned...

Nope, not since Friday evening.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

He usually disappears from the board over the weekend... maybe he's hanging out at his parents' house.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Bored, so I'm trolling the hippies and the Facebook Discordian group. 

[EK WAFFLR]

HI guise. I'm back. And tired as one hundred and twenty seven thousand goddamns.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

Day off. My cat has vomited in my roommate's room after making several bansidhe gurgle-yodels that scared everyone out of their skins, except for me, I slept through it. Now she is hiding in my lap and my roommates are bitching.

What day is it and where am I?

Had a dream the Atlantic rose up and swallowed everything but the Rockies and the Appalachians. People were playing in it like it was a holiday, ignoring the fact pretty much everything everywhere was destroyed and people were pretty dead. Then I was picking Legos out of a sandbox while one of my co-workers pissed off my neighbor's miniature horses.

The other dream was influenced by that discordian market place thing. Only flea-market/farmer's market style. I was selling felted wool Dark Empress's Iron Crown covers and crocheted blankets with TGRR's face (as it is in his current icon) on them.

Like this, kinda :




Nigel's troops were wearing black armor and patrolling in groups of four, testing all the home-brewed booze, and breaking up fights over at Suu's Kissing Booth and Costumery. Twid was selling drumsticks (I don't know why) and Luna was selling cider, alcohol, and insults. It was weird but fun.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Were they covered in buffalo sauce or were they the striking kind? 

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Day off. My cat has vomited in my roommate's room after making several bansidhe gurgle-yodels that scared everyone out of their skins, except for me, I slept through it. Now she is hiding in my lap and my roommates are bitching.

What day is it and where am I?

Had a dream the Atlantic rose up and swallowed everything but the Rockies and the Appalachians. People were playing in it like it was a holiday, ignoring the fact pretty much everything everywhere was destroyed and people were pretty dead. Then I was picking Legos out of a sandbox while one of my co-workers pissed off my neighbor's miniature horses.

The other dream was influenced by that discordian market place thing. Only flea-market/farmer's market style. I was selling felted wool Dark Empress's Iron Crown covers and crocheted blankets with TGRR's face (as it is in his current icon) on them.

Like this, kinda :




Nigel's troops were wearing black armor and patrolling in groups of four, testing all the home-brewed booze, and breaking up fights over at Suu's Kissing Booth and Costumery. Twid was selling drumsticks (I don't know why) and Luna was selling cider, alcohol, and insults. It was weird but fun.

Those sound like AWESOME dreams!

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

Were they covered in buffalo sauce or were they the striking kind? 

Drumsticks for drums. But business wasn't that great, time to branch out into the other kind.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

Day off. My cat has vomited in my roommate's room after making several bansidhe gurgle-yodels that scared everyone out of their skins, except for me, I slept through it. Now she is hiding in my lap and my roommates are bitching.

What day is it and where am I?

Had a dream the Atlantic rose up and swallowed everything but the Rockies and the Appalachians. People were playing in it like it was a holiday, ignoring the fact pretty much everything everywhere was destroyed and people were pretty dead. Then I was picking Legos out of a sandbox while one of my co-workers pissed off my neighbor's miniature horses.

The other dream was influenced by that discordian market place thing. Only flea-market/farmer's market style. I was selling felted wool Dark Empress's Iron Crown covers and crocheted blankets with TGRR's face (as it is in his current icon) on them.

Like this, kinda :




Nigel's troops were wearing black armor and patrolling in groups of four, testing all the home-brewed booze, and breaking up fights over at Suu's Kissing Booth and Costumery. Twid was selling drumsticks (I don't know why) and Luna was selling cider, alcohol, and insults. It was weird but fun.

Those sound like AWESOME dreams!

More fun than the nightmares. :P The co-worker from the first dream, who was harassing the miniature horses, was in the second dream, riding one of them and dressed up all Friar Tuck style. I thought that was hilarious.

[Suu]

Did you actually make that blanket?!

Cause like...

Changing the yarn that many times would drive me fucking crazy though.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

Did you actually make that blanket?!

Cause like...

Changing the yarn that many times would drive me fucking crazy though.

NOPE! There's a person on Ravelry who did one of all the main HP characters and the the crests of the four houses. She is insane and should be shot.

[Cardinal Pizza Deliverance.]

Although I will say that when I first woke up I dearly wanted to make the TGRR blanket and the "Dark Empress Nigel Iron Crown Felted Wool Cozy"

Can you imagine someone with TGRR's face in every window because they're using the blanket as a curtain or something? Or the look on someone's face when they open their Giftmas package and see him staring up at them?

Can't you just see the Dark Empress Nigel sitting on her throne of hipster bones and skinny-jeans-skins, her iron crown heavy on her brow . . . covered in grey felted wool with little pink and purple roses all over it? AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

They're both going to take turns killing me, now.

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

Although I will say that when I first woke up I dearly wanted to make the TGRR blanket and the "Dark Empress Nigel Iron Crown Felted Wool Cozy"

Can you imagine someone with TGRR's face in every window because they're using the blanket as a curtain or something? Or the look on someone's face when they open their Giftmas package and see him staring up at them?

Can't you just see the Dark Empress Nigel sitting on her throne of hipster bones and skinny-jeans-skins, her iron crown heavy on her brow . . . covered in grey felted wool with little pink and purple roses all over it? AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA

They're both going to take turns killing me, now.

Those are some of the best mental images ever.

... I mean, DIE HERETIC! I WILL MARCH ON A ROAD OF BONES!