ITT: We plan the Dok's arrival on the East Coast.

[Dimocritus]

Portland DoD is today @2pm PST.

Ah, I see. Well, maybe next time we can get EVERYBODY together. In the meantime, you'll be fine, I'm sure. Have fun.

[Jasper]

Likewise. 

East Coast DoD is looking like a crazy ass time.

[Suu]

Why the HELL are you nervous, dude?

[Cainad (dec.)]

Why the HELL are you nervous, dude?

Srsly. We're talking about a group of people that even an asshat like me can hang out with (more than once!), and not one of them has punched me in the face yet. Pretty damn easy to get along with, IMO, although I can't speak for Dok .

[Eater of Clowns]

I've had nothing but a horrible time meeting with people from this site.  Suu introduced herself by taking measurements and muttering things about what a nice mannequin I would make.  Dimo dragged me into mosh pit happenings and stepped on my arms, Richter repeatedly slapped me with a glove to provoke a duel.  GS was the worst, he just stared.  And stared.  It took three weeks for me to be able to close my eyes without seeing it.  Lizzie dragged me through seedy parts of San Francisco, at one point even making me use a McDonald's restroom, until I took an opportunity at a red light to flee into the subway system.  I can't begin to describe what happened there, and even if I could it has little to do with the meeting.

[Suu]

And the first time we met Cainad, Richter and I gave him a glass jar and Crisco.

[Cainad (dec.)]

And the first time we met Cainad, Richter and I gave him a glass jar and Crisco.

*checks*
Yep, I still have 'em.


That reminds me, I also managed to avoid getting locked in the basement.

[Suu]

And the first time we met Cainad, Richter and I gave him a glass jar and Crisco.

*checks*
Yep, I still have 'em.


That reminds me, I also managed to avoid getting locked in the basement.

I had nothing to do with the latter. But I did in fact scoop out the shortening for your use.

-Suu
Always has a hand in these things.

[Dimocritus]

I've had nothing but a horrible time meeting with people from this site.  Suu introduced herself by taking measurements and muttering things about what a nice mannequin I would make.  Dimo dragged me into mosh pit happenings and stepped on my arms, Richter repeatedly slapped me with a glove to provoke a duel.  GS was the worst, he just stared.  And stared.  It took three weeks for me to be able to close my eyes without seeing it.  Lizzie dragged me through seedy parts of San Francisco, at one point even making me use a McDonald's restroom, until I took an opportunity at a red light to flee into the subway system.  I can't begin to describe what happened there, and even if I could it has little to do with the meeting.

Well, when you put it that way...

[Suu]

Those are all pretty standard East Coast greetings though. ESPECIALLY in Providence.

[Richter]

Fuck.  We need a pineapple. 

[LMNO]

My greatest fear is that everyone will suddenly realize how utterly boring I am.







...I mean, more boring.  The dull stuff you see on this website is only the tip of a truly mundane iceberg that will sink the party cruise called "Titanic" just before the hot chick gets naked.

[Suu]

Fuck.  We need a pineapple. 

Bring down the big one over Atwells.

[East Coast Hustle]

somebody remind my gin-saturated brain what the dates on this are again?

[LMNO]

I think he shows up in Boston on June 9.