I want to shoot some 9-ball.
Speaking just for me, that is.
But I'd love to play some pool with some Buffistas.
'Our Mrs. Reynolds'
Plan what to do, what to wear (you can never go wrong with a corset), and get ready for the next BuffistaCon: New Orleans! May 20-22, 2005!
I want to shoot some 9-ball.
Speaking just for me, that is.
But I'd love to play some pool with some Buffistas.
Can I just say, cheerfully and for the record, (and before we scare away every newbie on the earth) that any kitchen behaivor was in actuality along the lines of a jr. high petting party (and probably the first one ever for more than a few of us)?
Deb, play pool with me! I get better the more I drink.
And here I thought you were talking about drinking champagne and eating Deb's chocolate death bombs.
Have we decided on how much money we are collecting for the "Prom?" Last year we did $20 per person and it seemed to work out well. I can coordinate this if needed, I've got a PayPal account folks can send money to.
I just thought you meant along the lines of how people seem to end up congregating in the kitchen. Are you trying to say... something porny?
Wow. I just now hit the point of looking forward to this. I've had so much to do recently that it was on the list of "and I've gotta do this thing..." This could be wicked cool.
Are you trying to say... something porny?
Heh.
vigorously sought out kitchen gossip after the last F2F.
It wasn't called the Kitchen of Porn for nothing.
For a while I kept running to my kitchen instead of my bunk.
For a while I kept running to my kitchen instead of my bunk.
t scribbles note to self: never. eat. in. that. kitchen.
scribbles note to self: never. eat. in. that. kitchen.
Unless you're on a protein heavy diet.