borg9 wrote:Errrm .... There was a pub event, last night?
Why is my mouth all furry?
Well see, a family of yubos had a litter of yubo pups in me bagpipe as I hadn't played it in awhile............as those that were at the pub in Thesos could attest too seeing how Jyudas kept trying to poke holes in my bagpipe everytime I would knock back some firewine............and they all scampered out once I started playing. Maybe you tried to kiss one after you had knocked back a few yourself mistaking it for a really hairy tryker woman. Mums the word as I won't tell Seren.
Why did my wavey dagger turn in to a Zoria one?
Why am I all covered with scratchs?
If I remember correctly, although by this time I was pretty snockered up as Jyudas and Kostika kept my glass full of Stinga Rum and Firewine so I wouldn't play me pipes, you had a dagger fight and won........or did they win.
Where are my boots?
Last time I saw you were trying to wear them on your head.
How come I woke up under the Theos bridge?
Gawd my head hurts
Sorry by that time everything just runs together for me in a blue haze from all the Stinga rum.
I do remember staggering home across the desert............although I some how awoke in the stables next to three mektoub packers staring at me chewing on cud.
Does anyone know why my eyebrows are burnt off?
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