Jerms on Nov-30-2005 at 11:16 AM RST @ 24.249.73.221 |
RatFest Level One: Rats are chatting amiably with each other, admiring campgrounds, chuckling amiably while sipping at their hefeweizens and pales ales and nibbling at sliced cheeses and smoked meats. RatFest Level Two: Rats are talking loudly - sometimes to each other and sometimes to nobody at all, rearranging the furniture, singing "Ironman" around the campfire, gulping their Imperial Stouts and Barleywines while wolfing down smoked salmon & brisket. RatFest Level Three: Rats are arguing violently with inanimate objects, howling "You're in my eyes" at the moon, gulping ABC, Red Death, and other meads, wolfing down cold brisket from yesterday, playing tackle football with furniture and burning the broken evidence in the campfire. RatFest Level Four: Rats have burnt brisket bits smeared tribal style all over their naked bodies, are performing a ritual dance IN the burning campfire. Nathi is missing after the second hour of mead shots, and Pipers beard contains at least half a dram of laphroaig. The natives have fled and the campfire can be seen from the ISS in high orbit. |
Jerms on Nov-30-2005 at 11:17 AM RST @ 24.249.73.221 |
with apologies to Dave Barry |
Cagey on Nov-30-2005 at 11:18 AM RST @ 207.250.116.150 |
Wrong! at level 4 nathi is being chased by a naked guy and I am sleeping outside |
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