Hey guys, sorry i havent been around in awhile, been awfully sick with an ear infection, just starting to feel like myself again. Hope you didnt miss me too much.
*relaxes on the deck, admiring the scenery, waiting for people.*
Hey Kevin! Glad to see you are feeling better and came back to join us. I shall resist the urge to poke you in the ear with a stick.
*sits down with a nice hot cup of hot cocoa and enjoys the view over the loch*
I don't have faith in faith, I don't believe in belief, You can call me faithless, I still cling to hope, And I believe in love, And that's faith enough for me... Neil Peart
*t posts hereself on the top of the juke box waiting for Craig to come back so she can wash his mouth out again with soap for saying that four-letter word again*
Lizzy! Could you fetch me an Earl Grey? I need to keep watch for my evil son!
I have a better idea for that wee lad's mouth... better than soap!
*PV pours out a bowl of black licorice*
Here, t, make him eat these! Two for every time he says "****". I can't even say it, it's too horrible!
I don't have faith in faith, I don't believe in belief, You can call me faithless, I still cling to hope, And I believe in love, And that's faith enough for me... Neil Peart
*Craig calls from outside the pub*
i'm sorry, i will be good i will be good!
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"John Rutsey, who was a viking then, Geddy, who wasn't a viking and myself formed the band as it isn't today to patrol war-torn areas of the Middle-East and to incurr as many debts as possible. This we did with a passion."
- Alex Lifeson
*craig catches one and then spits it out*
how can anyone eat these things!! taste like.....like....shu's haggas!
"John Rutsey, who was a viking then, Geddy, who wasn't a viking and myself formed the band as it isn't today to patrol war-torn areas of the Middle-East and to incurr as many debts as possible. This we did with a passion."
- Alex Lifeson
Okay, you said "Please." Next time don't sound so snippy. Geez, you babies of the family and your spoiled nature.
*goes and gets t a cup of Earl Grey*
Here you go, and nice shots with the licorice!
I don't have faith in faith, I don't believe in belief, You can call me faithless, I still cling to hope, And I believe in love, And that's faith enough for me... Neil Peart