NORTHEAST SPAGS POTLUCK

[Q. G. Pennyworth]

This needs to happen. Post availability here.

[Nephew Twiddleton]

After June 1.

Technically after finals but I'll probably feel like sleeping a lot.

[Suu]

A group of us have a sooper sekret PM chain going about something something Boston Juneish. Usually we Providence, but Providence has grown boring...I mean, with Dimo licking statues at the RISD Museum and all.

[P3nT4gR4m]

Please to explain for unamericans - WTF is "potluck"

[Q. G. Pennyworth]

Please to explain for unamericans - WTF is "potluck"

A group of people come together for dinner and everyone brings something to share.

[P3nT4gR4m]

Ah. Cool! Is this at someone's house or a holiday home thing? Come to think of it, did this happen before with dimo and cram doing some kind of roleplaying thing?

[Q. G. Pennyworth]

Ah. Cool! Is this at someone's house or a holiday home thing? Come to think of it, did this happen before with dimo and cram doing some kind of roleplaying thing?

Normally at someone's house. I don't know if the other NE spags did one before I was around.

[Cainad (dec.)]

Ah. Cool! Is this at someone's house or a holiday home thing? Come to think of it, did this happen before with dimo and cram doing some kind of roleplaying thing?

Yeah! I think it was two years ago now, we had a big hangout at a Bed & Breakfast that we rented for the weekend, although it was less potluck and more "everyone chip in for a massive groceries run."

Then we all drank a bunch of shit we shouldn't have for the lulz, including Richter's Weapon X (spiced grain alcohol with 5 ghost chiles added to the recipe), which was good, and a horrid abomination unto boozekind that Eater of Clowns found hiding in the beer section...

Budweiser and clamato juice canned chelada. Everyone who drank that is legally considered a chemical hazard now.


All of the best pictures were of us playtesting Cram's card game, "Not Under My Roof!"

[Eater of Clowns]

Ah. Cool! Is this at someone's house or a holiday home thing? Come to think of it, did this happen before with dimo and cram doing some kind of roleplaying thing?

Yeah! I think it was two years ago now, we had a big hangout at a Bed & Breakfast that we rented for the weekend, although it was less potluck and more "everyone chip in for a massive groceries run."

Then we all drank a bunch of shit we shouldn't have for the lulz, including Richter's Weapon X (spiced grain alcohol with 5 ghost chiles added to the recipe), which was good, and a horrid abomination unto boozekind that Eater of Clowns found hiding in the beer section...

Budweiser and clamato juice canned chelada. Everyone who drank that is legally considered a chemical hazard now.


All of the best pictures were of us playtesting Cram's card game, "Not Under My Roof!"

No spoiling what I'm bringing for the potluck, Cainad.   

[Nephew Twiddleton]

Crams reaction to that was great "wow this beer is big." dont forget the eating of the police grade mace

[Cainad (dec.)]

No spoiling what I'm bringing for the potluck, Cainad.   

Crams reaction to that was great "wow this beer is big." dont forget the eating of the police grade mace

Yeah, licking the pepper spray was also a highlight.

I found myself agreeing with Cram that the chelada actually got worse as one continued to drink it.

[Eater of Clowns]

Cheleda in a can is a small miracle that only occurs at liquor stores that I go to when preparing for a meatup.

I'd never seen it before Connecticut a few years ago, and there it was staring me in the face and begging to be let loose on a bunch of total fuckwads.

Weeks later, I saw it again.  In Alaska, when making a booze run to go meet Alty.

I have not seen it since.  I can only assume that I will enter a liquor store I've never been into before on the way to the potluck and there it will be.  Waiting.

[Suu]

This is the reason why we can't have nice things.

Oh Cainad, there was also the time in New Haven at Eve's house for New Years when we gave you the glass jar and Crisco as an initiation rite, and intended for you to re-create 1 man, 1 jar.

[Cainad (dec.)]

 

I think I might still have that jar, somewhere. As a reminder of how awful you all are, just in case I forget.

[Suu]

Listen.

Richter, D-Cup, Leln, and I, drove 3 hours in a 100 mile stretch of 95...IN A FUCKING BLIZZARD, to give you that jar! We could have DIED!

Jesus fuck, that was 5 years ago. I hate you all.