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Shortly after pulling the ripcord, we dropped directly in the center of one of the bridge battles. Richard managed to deflect an amazing amount of spear thrusts but an archer managed to hit the bag on his medieval great pipes. Fortunately, he always carries a can of Fix-Uh-Flat. Our first gig was performing for the Phenomotologist Camp to celebrate the birthday of L. Bon McGbbard. They were quite an odd lot, to say the least. After beating a hasty retreat, we made our way to the food court to gorge ourselves with cans of snails topped with cool whip.
It's times like these that make you question the sanity of the people around you. I saw elves herding sheep, vampires gnashing teeth at a bard, glowsticks in the shape of mashed potatoes, and two drummers playing perfectly in sync! I had to sit down awhile to take it all in.
EJ somehow managed to get his new leather belt caught in a wood chipper. Just before the whirling blades o' doom sliced 'n' diced him into fiddly bits, he jammed his nickle-plated codpiece into the works and saved the day. We jumped for joy but our spirits were quickly dampened as the owner of the wood chipper charged us for repairs.
While performing on top of the mountain my strap broke on the big drum. It rolled down the hill, gathering snow around it, until it was the size of 3/4 of a '64 Volkswagon Bug. It plowed through the fort gates, crushing a smoothie someone had left sitting on the ground, and came to rest at the base of a man named Figboot! After much negotiation, an agreement was made for the return of the drum. It took me hours to locate a chipmunk fur-lined pair of boxer briefs in size XXXXL! All hail the power of GPS! You can find ANYTHING!
War week was extremely exhausting. The band packed everything back in the tardis and headed back to Gallifrey. Business as usual...
Thanks Pennsic! It was great fun! Darkmoon - your house rocks like no other! Thanks to everyone who attended the concert on Thursday at the Performing Arts Pavilion! We look forward to Pennsic in 2009!
Shortly after pulling the ripcord, we dropped directly in the center of one of the bridge battles. Richard managed to deflect an amazing amount of spear thrusts but an archer managed to hit the bag on his medieval great pipes. Fortunately, he always carries a can of Fix-Uh-Flat. Our first gig was performing for the Phenomotologist Camp to celebrate the birthday of L. Bon McGbbard. They were quite an odd lot, to say the least. After beating a hasty retreat, we made our way to the food court to gorge ourselves with cans of snails topped with cool whip.
It's times like these that make you question the sanity of the people around you. I saw elves herding sheep, vampires gnashing teeth at a bard, glowsticks in the shape of mashed potatoes, and two drummers playing perfectly in sync! I had to sit down awhile to take it all in.
EJ somehow managed to get his new leather belt caught in a wood chipper. Just before the whirling blades o' doom sliced 'n' diced him into fiddly bits, he jammed his nickle-plated codpiece into the works and saved the day. We jumped for joy but our spirits were quickly dampened as the owner of the wood chipper charged us for repairs.
While performing on top of the mountain my strap broke on the big drum. It rolled down the hill, gathering snow around it, until it was the size of 3/4 of a '64 Volkswagon Bug. It plowed through the fort gates, crushing a smoothie someone had left sitting on the ground, and came to rest at the base of a man named Figboot! After much negotiation, an agreement was made for the return of the drum. It took me hours to locate a chipmunk fur-lined pair of boxer briefs in size XXXXL! All hail the power of GPS! You can find ANYTHING!
War week was extremely exhausting. The band packed everything back in the tardis and headed back to Gallifrey. Business as usual...
Thanks Pennsic! It was great fun! Darkmoon - your house rocks like no other! Thanks to everyone who attended the concert on Thursday at the Performing Arts Pavilion! We look forward to Pennsic in 2009!
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Re: Boring Road Journals: Pennsic Warp
Tue, August 19, 2008 - 10:02 AMyou guy's rock !!!
and i agree codpieces have a multitude of uses, they tirelessly offer their support...
... and haved saved many a member from a savage pounding : ) -
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Re: Boring Road Journals: Pennsic Warp
Thu, August 21, 2008 - 6:44 AMYou saw Figboot? Usually he just sneaks around our camp, taking photos of my hairier campmates. Then he sells the photos to the National Enquirer! Hey, those fur-lined boxers are really expensive. -
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Re: Boring Road Journals: Pennsic Warp
Thu, August 21, 2008 - 8:09 AMi'd like to monkey around with those boxers... : )
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