Well, these are things you know very well, of course, since all of you were there. Surely, you recall how, at the height of the fun, Shaggins remarked for all to hear, "This is the very apex of pleasure, yes? Or is it the zenith?" and Edward took time from licking the ice swan to smirk, "They are synonyms, yes, like 'wealthy' and 'Services'? Say, have we more cherry flavour for this ice?" and Services was heard to say, "What's that dear ones? I can't hear you over the clinking of all my gold coins being counted. Ah ha, we really must stop holding our parties in my counting house, yes?" and Shaggins held a paper knife like a lawn dart and with a swiping motion wrote "Good one, my duckling. Good one," in the air with his best mimed calligraphy.
-----Original Message----- From: Shag <[email protected]> To: The Unique Geek <[email protected]> Sent: Thu, Jul 22, 2010 2:10 pm Subject: [The Unique Geek] Re: ?? for Dragoncon veterans? Pip, pip, old chum! Regale us more. More I say! The Irredeemable Shag On Jul 22, 5:08 pm, [email protected] wrote: Hearing now your voice brings back more! I recall quite distictly you saying, These new recruits are top drawer, yes?" and Services cried out, "When one adds um to yum, one arrives at the sum of yum yum, yes?" and how we roared our eplies and how quickly our glasses were again filled. "I say," laughed out dward, "When shall we stop? I do hope the answer is 'never.'" And we never did! -----Original Message----- From: shag <[email protected]> To: theuniquegeek <[email protected]> Sent: Thu, Jul 22, 2010 2:03 pm Subject: RE: [The Unique Geek] Re: ?? for Dragoncon veterans? Fine sport indeed, my old man! The Irredeemable Shag ttp://firestormfan.com ttp://onceuponageek.com ttp://twitter.com/onceuponageek -------- Original Message -------- Subject: Re: [The Unique Geek] Re: ?? for Dragoncon veterans? From: [email protected] Date: Thu, July 22, 2010 4:25 pm To: [email protected] No, no, Jennifer. Only cows jump over the moon. It's a very traditional game, and we're all quite fond of it. One year we iscussed not playing it, and there was the most frightful row. Through the ewy mist of memory I recall a stranger seeing us for the first time, and she aid, "Why, you're just boys playing at tigers. You're not proper werewolves at ll," and we said, "Join us, little morsel, and see," and join us she did, and oon enough she too was "playing at tigers," and lowing and moaning quite along ith the rest of us. I recall Shaggins turning to me and remarking, "What eucedly fine sport this is," and I replied, "Oh, Shaggins. Dear old thing. Dear, dear old Shaggins, I am so very fond of you." -- ou received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "The nique Geek" group. o post to this group, send email to [email protected]. o unsubscribe from this group, send email to [email protected]. or more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/theuniquegeek?hl=en. -- You received this message because you are subscribed to the Google Groups "The Unique Geek" group. To post to this group, send email to [email protected]. To unsubscribe from this group, send email to [email protected]. For more options, visit this group at http://groups.google.com/group/theuniquegeek?hl=en.
