Nathan Bransford - The Forums

WHO IS READY TO PAR-TAY!?!?!

Anybody know where he keeps his booze?

Settle down, pardner. I've got an itchy trigger finger.


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[Mission Impossible theme music begins playing in the background]

Dibs on the brandy, the cigars, and any ARCs hidden in the bottom drawer.

ALL the cigars? I don't think so.

Sheriff is gonna be down at the saloon for hours.

Anyone got Nathan's password so I can change all these form rejects in his outgoing e-mail to YOU'RE A GENIUS - SEND ME THE FULL MS NOW?

Nah... it be more fun to have his password to change the color scheme of the forums and to change all the posts into pig-latin!!!

No orange? You go too far, good sir.

That would be hilarious. Make it purple. Or pink! Real men wear pink. ;)

Bryan Russell/Ink wrote:Settle down, pardner. I've got an itchy trigger finger.


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Now don't go gettin' yer long johns in a bunch there Sheriff Ink. Truth be told, with only seven responses in 12 hours, it don't look ta me like anyone of these light-weights would even knock over a lamp or dirty an ash tray. I reckon I'll head over to Agent Kirsten Nelson's blog and raise a ruckus over thar. Word on the street says she's off to another conference soon, and you get a couple of Shirley Temples in ta that little dog Chutney o' her's and you got yerself a party!

Ooooo. Party, baby! I'm in.

I'm sure Nathan has no clue what we're up to. I don't think New York is hooked up to the internet yet.

Okay, I'm ready. So, where are the mud wrestlers, the hula dancers and the rubber chickens? I need me some rubber chickens. I brought a big plastic pool and some scuba gear. Also, a pizza.

Sherriff, pull up a chair, have a beer and relax. Don't worry. I'm sure the place is insured.

r louis scott wrote:...it don't look ta me like anyone of these light-weights would even knock over a lamp or dirty an ash tray.

Hey, come on now. It just took a little time to requisition the yak, the vaseline, and the 9 feet of rubber tubing*.

Mira wrote:I brought a big plastic pool and some scuba gear.

Oh, cool. I need someplace to keep the soapy frogs.

Quill wrote:ALL the cigars? I don't think so.

Well, Mira brought the pool. We'll fill it with mud, and we can wrestle for 'em. Just don't step on the frogs. We get our cigars; Mira gets her mud wrestling. And Bob's ur uncle.


(*I'm not a perv. It's an obscure video game reference.)

We need monkeys for this shindig. If Margo's going to bring soapy frogs, we gotta have monkeys. It's only fair.

Anyone know where Nathan keeps the monkeys?

I say we let the monkeys wrestle, while we smoke the cigars. Just don't let them near the Yak.

Er...I traded the monkeys for a corndog, and now some guy in silver is eyeing me real hungry-like.

Wheee, this party is getting to be.....more work than writing.

Loosen up a little, Quill; you got your cigars.

I'm sure Nathan would want us to party. Really. Why else wound he be out of town?*

(*now he's gone, we can go crazy with the rhetorical questions) *Evil laugh*.