The Fencing Militia!

[Fencergrl]

You boys! You're Inqcorrigible!

[swordwench]

"The trumpet shall sound... and the dead shall be raised Inqorruptible..."

Then again, Inqorruptible? That wouldn't be completely accurate, now, would it? Gotta Handel it to him, he's been around awhile. Hey, 'tis the season.

[Black Jeebus]

Oh JESUS make it stop!

[Fencergrl]

Pinqué?.. (sorry couldn't resist).

[ThatReallyHurt]

Hey, FG - does it get cold enough where you are that you can spray water in your backyard and make a skating rinq?

[Fencergrl]

I thinq not!
However should it get so cold I prefer to snuggle by the fire wearing nothing but soft minq.... winq, winq

[ThatReallyHurt]

But doesn't a minq stinq?

[Inquartata]

But doesn't a minq stinq?

Not to another minq. In close propinquity.

[Fencergrl]

Not to another minq. In close propinquity.

That type of inquisitiveness is rather inquieting. May I inquire as to whether this was part of the inquisitorial nature of your job? Or did it happen when you were a young delinquent and you saw them as you peered in a chinquapins in your yard?

[Inquartata]

I heard it from Werner Klemperer. ( You know, Colonel Klinq. )

Is very kinqy, no?

[Black Jeebus]

Man thread drift is awful, also I wish I could bring myself to say something terribly racist and inflamatory to get Gav to close this damned (and I do mean damned in the sense that the Devil must surely be involved somewhere) thread!

[ThatReallyHurt]

You're absolutely right... let's get it back on track.

I vote that we put the fencing militia HQ compound behind a twelve foot tall chain linq fence. It's economical, and face it, we're fencers... it's not like we have all kinds of money we can sinq into a fancy schmancy HQ compound...

[Inquartata]

I fear that we will push Black Jeebus over the brinq soon...