Us girls usually hangout in the hot tub while the boys wrestle. No sense in getting all sweaty.
And I don't think you did tell me about the wrestling. I'm not much of a fighter, but I could use the exercise after all the yummy food and drinks, so I guess I can give it a try.
Well, that makes sense. I mean, it's not like I'm going to actually be able to wrestle a golem.
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Well, that makes sense. I mean, it's not like I'm going to actually be able to wrestle a golem.Us girls usually hangout in the hot tub while the boys wrestle. No sense in getting all sweaty.
And I don't think you did tell me about the wrestling. I'm not much of a fighter, but I could use the exercise after all the yummy food and drinks, so I guess I can give it a try.
I tried once, but they had groping in mind more than wrestling.
I wrestled a woman once. It was in the Amazonia. Have I ever told you that tale? Munches on toast and proceeds to his egg cup while Reggie irons his copy of "The Times" in the background.
makes a mental note to not ask Frat Jack for Sex on the Beach as it is unlikely to result in getting the actual drink
.....If I wasn't so preocupied for a Job right now.... oh boy... ;)
Well there is a women's league. The Angel of Violence is the current champ.
The Bloody Brain is a shot drink. 1.0 drop Grenadine, 0.5 oz Irish Cream, 0.5 oz Peach Schnapps. Pour half a shot of Peach Schnapps, then half a shot of Irish Cream. Finally, slowly drop a little grenadine into the glass over the back of a warm spoon. The finished shot will be a gruesome floating bloody brain.
BTW, I can heartily recommend a Dark and Stormy. If you can finish 3 within an hour you can become a Dark and Stormy Knight™. We have t-shirts and everything.
Guffaws loudly at "Dark and Stormy Knight," sending tiny bits of egg and toast about the table.
All this talk is making me thirsty for something other than tea....Reggie! Hot water, lemon, whiskey! I say, JH, Angel of Violence rather reminds me of that Amazon woman...a look of contented remembrance passes across Panama's jovial, tanned face.
Well there is a women's league. The Angel of Violence is the current champ.
The Bloody Brain is a shot drink. 1.0 drop Grenadine, 0.5 oz Irish Cream, 0.5 oz Peach Schnapps. Pour half a shot of Peach Schnapps, then half a shot of Irish Cream. Finally, slowly drop a little grenadine into the glass over the back of a warm spoon. The finished shot will be a gruesome floating bloody brain.
BTW, I can heartily recommend a Dark and Stormy. If you can finish 3 within an hour you can become a Dark and Stormy Knight™. We have t-shirts and everything.
Oooh, that Bloody Brain drink sounds good. Can I have one of those please?
Guffaws loudly at "Dark and Stormy Knight," sending tiny bits of egg and toast about the table.
All this talk is making me thirsty for something other than tea....Reggie! Hot water, lemon, whiskey! I say, JH, Angel of Violence rather reminds me of that Amazon woman...a look of contented remembrance passes across Panama's jovial, tanned face.
Hey PJ, since everybody here seems to like volleyball, can you have Reggie put up a net out in the backyard?
I tried once, but they had groping in mind more than wrestling.Well, that makes sense. I mean, it's not like I'm going to actually be able to wrestle a golem.Us girls usually hangout in the hot tub while the boys wrestle. No sense in getting all sweaty.
And I don't think you did tell me about the wrestling. I'm not much of a fighter, but I could use the exercise after all the yummy food and drinks, so I guess I can give it a try.
That was the Cultist of Jack that tried that on you. There was something just *wrong* with that.
Hey PJ, since everybody here seems to like volleyball, can you have Reggie put up a net out in the backyard?Guffaws loudly at "Dark and Stormy Knight," sending tiny bits of egg and toast about the table.
All this talk is making me thirsty for something other than tea....Reggie! Hot water, lemon, whiskey! I say, JH, Angel of Violence rather reminds me of that Amazon woman...a look of contented remembrance passes across Panama's jovial, tanned face.
Yeah! It could double as a thief launcher, or we could use the net for a trebuchet on rainy days.
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That was the Cultist of Jack that tried that on you. There was something just *wrong* with that.I tried once, but they had groping in mind more than wrestling.Well, that makes sense. I mean, it's not like I'm going to actually be able to wrestle a golem.Us girls usually hangout in the hot tub while the boys wrestle. No sense in getting all sweaty.
And I don't think you did tell me about the wrestling. I'm not much of a fighter, but I could use the exercise after all the yummy food and drinks, so I guess I can give it a try.
No I distinctly remember it being Frat Jack. That aura of beer cans is hard to forget.
Yeah! It could double as a thief launcher, or we could use the net for a trebuchet on rainy days.Hey PJ, since everybody here seems to like volleyball, can you have Reggie put up a net out in the backyard?Guffaws loudly at "Dark and Stormy Knight," sending tiny bits of egg and toast about the table.
All this talk is making me thirsty for something other than tea....Reggie! Hot water, lemon, whiskey! I say, JH, Angel of Violence rather reminds me of that Amazon woman...a look of contented remembrance passes across Panama's jovial, tanned face.
Good idea JH! We'll have to make a very strong net to launch thieves though.
Well, Righto, he strung up a badminton court for me yesterday, though it doesn't have any sand on it. Would that work while we waited for the sand to be delivered?
Well, Righto, he strung up a badminton court for me yesterday, though it doesn't have any sand on it. Would that work while we waited for the sand to be delivered?
I can handle that for you.
Jack Hammer heads to the compost pile and begins pulling out the skulls of past trespassers. He begins crushing them beneath his mighty hammer until he has a fine powder. Spreading the powder on the court he smiles at his handiwork.
How about this nice white sand? It's powder-fine, so it'll be soft.
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Well, Righto, he strung up a badminton court for me yesterday, though it doesn't have any sand on it. Would that work while we waited for the sand to be delivered?I can handle that for you.
Jack Hammer heads to the compost pile and begins pulling out the skulls of past trespassers. He begins crushing them beneath his mighty hammer until he has a fine powder. Spreading the powder on the court he smiles at his handiwork.
How about this nice white sand? It's powder-fine, so it'll be soft.
Wow Hammer, you sure know how to show a girl a good time.
Well, Righto, he strung up a badminton court for me yesterday, though it doesn't have any sand on it. Would that work while we waited for the sand to be delivered?
Well, we need a stronger net. It's not only going to be volleyball net, we'll have fun launching thieves with it. Can you get Reggie to go to Acme Depot to get the stuff we need?
Wow Hammer, you sure know how to show a girl a good time.Well, Righto, he strung up a badminton court for me yesterday, though it doesn't have any sand on it. Would that work while we waited for the sand to be delivered?I can handle that for you.
Jack Hammer heads to the compost pile and begins pulling out the skulls of past trespassers. He begins crushing them beneath his mighty hammer until he has a fine powder. Spreading the powder on the court he smiles at his handiwork.
How about this nice white sand? It's powder-fine, so it'll be soft.
Only the best for you Lady-Jacks.
Reggie is motioned over by PJ while the Jacks & Jills are discussing and grinding...sand. He takes a few notes from the Colonel, and gets out the keys to the Bentley on his way to Acme Depot™.
Well, Righto, he strung up a badminton court for me yesterday, though it doesn't have any sand on it. Would that work while we waited for the sand to be delivered?Well, we need a stronger net. It's not only going to be volleyball net, we'll have fun launching thieves with it. Can you get Reggie to go to Acme Depot to get the stuff we need?
It's not so much that it needs to be stronger. If you're going to be using it to launch people, which mind you I don't condone, but if you are going to use it that way it needs to be elastic. Maybe some sort of industrial grade rubber?
*Waits impatiently* *taps foot* When's Reggie getting back. I can't wait to try our new net out.
It's not so much that it needs to be stronger. If you're going to be using it to launch people, which mind you I don't condone, but if you are going to use it that way it needs to be elastic. Maybe some sort of industrial grade rubber?Well, Righto, he strung up a badminton court for me yesterday, though it doesn't have any sand on it. Would that work while we waited for the sand to be delivered?Well, we need a stronger net. It's not only going to be volleyball net, we'll have fun launching thieves with it. Can you get Reggie to go to Acme Depot to get the stuff we need?
I have one in my wallet! Err...never mind.
After an unrealistically short period of time, the Bentley is seen returning, followed by a large Acme™ truck. Ill-shaven workmen in overalls, wearing silver and orange hard hats and smoking cigar stubs, get out of the truck as a familiar industrial tune seems to echo from somewhere outside. The name "Mack" is heard several times. A crate is dropped off the back of the truck that reads "Acme™ Industrial Strength Multi-use Netting." In a cloud of industry, they quickly assemble the new volleyball net/giant sling shot over the fine bone sand court. Opening the rear French doors, Reggie says,
I believe everything is ready sirs...and madams.
*Waits impatiently* *taps foot* When's Reggie getting back. I can't wait to try our new net out.
You could wiggle your toes in this soft white sand.
JH spots a bit of brain that made it through the mashing. Mulls it over.......Nah, she hasn't even made it thru the 1st day yet. He flicks the bit over the fence.
After an unrealistically short period of time, the Bentley is seen returning, followed by a large Acme™ truck. Ill-shaven workmen in overalls, wearing silver and orange hard hats and smoking cigar stubs, get out of the truck as a familiar industrial tune seems to echo from somewhere outside. The name "Mack" is heard several times. A crate is dropped off the back of the truck that reads "Acme™ Industrial Strength Multi-use Netting." In a cloud of industry, they quickly assemble the new volleyball net/giant sling shot over the fine bone sand court. Opening the rear French doors, Reggie says,
I believe everything is ready sirs...and madams.
Alright! Let me go get a thief and we're all set.
Alright! Let me go get a thief and we're all set.After an unrealistically short period of time, the Bentley is seen returning, followed by a large Acme™ truck. Ill-shaven workmen in overalls, wearing silver and orange hard hats and smoking cigar stubs, get out of the truck as a familiar industrial tune seems to echo from somewhere outside. The name "Mack" is heard several times. A crate is dropped off the back of the truck that reads "Acme™ Industrial Strength Multi-use Netting." In a cloud of industry, they quickly assemble the new volleyball net/giant sling shot over the fine bone sand court. Opening the rear French doors, Reggie says,
I believe everything is ready sirs...and madams.
I'll set some thief traps using that cheap bourbon that weird guy left us. We may need some more 'sand' later. It gets everywhere you know.
Alright, I got our first volunteer to try out our new net.
*Notices what is happening* Please don't launch me! Please!
Mission Control to Clubhouse - Prepare for launch.
Hey! I thought you got Random Thief?! This is Anonymous Thief. Oh well, proceed.
Ladies first! Let's let our newest member go first! *Motions Lynora to try out the net for the first time.*
Mission Control to Clubhouse - Prepare for launch.
Hey! I thought you got Random Thief?! This is Anonymous Thief. Oh well, proceed.
Close enough.
*Checks for wind direction* This should launch him into the Frog's pond.
Ladies first! Let's let our newest member go first! *Motions Lynora to try out the net for the first time.*
Is there a crank on this or something? I don't think I'm strong enough to actually pull that thing back on my own.
as an aside to the thiefI'm really sorry about this. I don't really like to cause anyone pain. But launching you for sneaking into someone else's club does seem fair.
*casts bubble of landing* There, now you won't go splat when you land. It'll still hurt a lot. There may be broken bones. But you'll survive.
*Pulls back the net for Lynora-Jill* Alright, all you have to do is let it go.
*Checks for wind direction* This should launch him into the Frog's pond.
Is that necessary? It would be very disruptive to the frogs. I cast 'bubble of landing' on him, so it really doesn't matter where you aim him.
*Pulls back the net for Lynora-Jill* Alright, all you have to do is let it go.
Okay. Closes her eyes and looks away as she lets go of the net to launch the thief.
*Checks for wind direction* This should launch him into the Frog's pond.Is that necessary? It would be very disruptive to the frogs. I cast 'bubble of landing' on him, so it really doesn't matter where you aim him.
Aim it wherever you want.
Where did he land? I can't look.
she looks rather ill
I need a drink. Grabs a Dark and Stormy and chugs it.
Okay, I feel better now.
And thanks for the welcome, Callous Jack.
*watches the thief fly* *starts singing David Bowie's Space Oddity*
Hey now, Leave my Thieves alone!
Where did he land? I can't look.
she looks rather ill
I need a drink. Grabs a Dark and Stormy and chugs it.
Okay, I feel better now.
And thanks for the welcome, Callous Jack.
2 more and you get a t-shirt!
Jack Hammer proudly displays his Dark and Stormy Knight™ t-shirt, with an ACE emblem on the right shoulder
Hey now, Leave my Thieves alone!
If he was a true thief, he wouldn't of gotten caught that easily.
Hey now, Leave my Thieves alone!
Hey, I found another volunteer. *launches Crimson Jester towards the frog pond*
They're attracted to the cheap bourbon traps like moths to flame.
Hey Reginald. Could you help me with this optical upgrade?
They're attracted to the cheap bourbon traps like moths to flame.
Hey Reginald. Could you help me with this optical upgrade?
Wait, you're luring them here so you can launch them? And I just, just, just.....
*grabs another dark and stormy and chugs it*I'm feeling a little woozy. I don't usually drink this fast.
Realizes with horror that she didn't even cast Bubble of Landing on the last one launched.
*Chugs a third dark and stormy, sways a little, and passes out*
*watches the thief fly* *starts singing David Bowie's Space Oddity**joins in and then sings Tom Petty's Learning to Fly*
Heheh! Good one dread lord.
Heheh! Good one dread lord.*watches the thief fly* *starts singing David Bowie's Space Oddity**joins in and then sings Tom Petty's Learning to Fly*
Shall we follow up with Rocketman?