“Not a complete list”… that pretty much describes most of the lists I’ve ever run across. You always think of something else later, or you know there’s no way to list everything, or you expect new information later that’ll change the list.
Grocery store lists. Good example. I mean, how often do you get home and when you’re unpacking everything you bought at the grocery store… you realize you need to start a new list ’cause SOMETHING wasn’t on the list you just bought.
Or, in this case… someone gets carted off to the nuthouse and can’t start the Outdoorfest, loses points at the outset and can’t catch up… all because he was, say, running naked through the neighborhood to the north of the swamp singing the Wukilar song and waving a paddle festooned with flashing bicycle lights. That probably wasn’t on the list.
There is probably going to be a monumental night of things that will make the local authorities start a betting pool.
As far as getting home, I hate our texting bit on our phones. I beep the other half ‘at grocery store, need anything’ and 35 minutes later after I’m in the pickup and on the way HOME he texts with something VITAL. Then wonders why I get home without it. One day he sent me back four times before I could get home so now… he does the groceries. 🙂 So you can never forget something if you have texting!
Team Law should be working on ways to get people disqualified now that present valid reasons for suing the fest. How about “injuring yourself during the wild pre-race parties?” And then start just handing everyone cans of beer from Teem Beer?
*quickly puts clothing back on*
A complete list would take a story arc by itself.
Many Many Many years ago several of us were attending an event in Biloxi at the convention center the same weekend there was a Van Halen concert. We left late that evening just as the concert was in high gear. What caught our attention was the constant circle of ambulances and police cars making a loop at the colosseum entrance. The next morning we guessed at least ten percent of the ticket holders never saw the end of the performance.
PLEASE! NOT THE NUDE TROLL AGAIN!!!!
*Stops running nekkid and looks around … grabs the nearest blanket and walks nonchalantly back to my tent*
Nottin’ to see here … really … there … *listens* by my knee? Oh … that uh … *blushes*
Perv kid lol
Dirty Old Man, thank you very much!!!
How DID you get that scar there?
(hehehehe, yes I’m nasty-been married too long. Trust me I don’t blush)
I suffer from a rare genetic disease, called Ehlers-Danlos Syndrome. I can’t break my bones, as they are too bendy.
I also scar and bruise super easy…the one positive? My pain threshold is probably higher than a woman in labour.
(I had 10 stitches, 6 on big toe, 4 on 2nd toe, WITHOUT any anesthesia. The doctor was paler after the surgery than I was going in!
He was also impressed, freaked out, and confused how I could tolerate 20 pricks through my wound. I hadn’t been diagnosed yet for EDS, so I just said I was a Klingon. I am such a nerd.
I can tell you, at least labor ENDS. Some of the chronic pain stuff doesn’t.
It’s the unicycle race that’s the nude event.
Looking forward to the fest!
Yeah, no one wants to see me naked, might scare everyone. o: Well… it might scare people who aren’t into girls….
Pass out more beer and wait for dark. The mosquitos may love you and the rest of us, another beer fixes a lot. Heh.
*chuckles* Feelin is getting frisky!! LoL
Another reason for keeping the list incomplete…
…why give them any ideas that they might not concoct on their own…?