Upcoming 2000 post party.

[arcon]

Ok, it may be some time away, but not long.

I'd like to announce a get together, (invitation only) of my 2000 post party.

It will be BYOE, bring your own entertainment. It will not be formal.
No weapons allowed please. We are going to
have a good time with out plots, attempted
murder, people flying off the balcony ,etc.
etc.

I'll keep you informed.......

Arcon of Arconia

[arcon]

I hate to see a thread with O post in it...even if its not mine.

Is there no interest in this party?
If not then I can always go out to the Bitter End and drink alone.......arcon slowly
walks away playing a violin.

arcon of arconia

[Moonitic]

Can't help you love, er, King. After all, I'm resting in my room. I don't foresee a release any time soon.

[lochinvar]

As for Loch...well, he can hardly walk right now, much less dance.

And, by the way, don't you have a broken leg, Your Majesty?

[lochinvar]

Besides, Arcon, I'm sure you won't be alone at the Bitter End. I'm sure Kliff and Wooden Bob will be there!

[arcon]

200 more and counting...........hmmmmmmmm
need to say something profound.......
hmmmmmmmmm lets see..............
how about ...........

" Worry is Rust upon the blade."

now, if i could just remember who said it.

arcon of arconia

[Swordsman]

"A bad analogy is like an angry duck." - Greg Saplin


Yeah, I think that fits here.

[Zelda]

My King, I will endevour to be there, howeveratthemoment I am a tad busy"!!!!

[arcon]

Ouch! Sword........oh well.....i didnt say it......some dud in the 1800's said it....


so.....lets see.....lets modernize a bit

hhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmm i got it!

"Dont worry be happy"

arcon

[its_me_mango]

arcon, please relax, i'm really not a genius i just said that to make the competition sweat a little, non genius, non genius, non genius.....etc and so on.
YOU SAID YOU'D KEEP US POSTED ON THE FORMAT,
okay, i'll help, here goes:

Long ago, henceforthwith, a bunch of fencers got together on the balcony of the Count du Marques. The Count was the numbessis of TellUrine of the other folder. The Count was an excellent fencer paying no attention to any of the rules and regulations whatsoever, employing the strategy of most fencers - "anything goes", he was numerero uno and planned on staying that way. His grande party was underway, when TellUrine entered the house. He saw the quests enjoying themselves "hahahahahah" trilled Mango, rolling her mango formed stems and leaves in various directions. TellUrine sought out the attention of the bell-hop, a lad of about 15 to bring him a little drinkie pooh. Sipping his lime flavored 7-up, he strutted onto the balcony. Zelda spotted him first and drew out a small dagger, sort of like the dagger they removed from a passenger ready to board flight 123 several weeks ago. She plunged it sort of in his direction, but since her wrist was bent the button flew off into another direction, even though it was deliberate because she wanted everyone to think that the button would go one way, it would go another instead. That was the theory, however, in reality, it did not work.

[ 09-29-2001: Message edited by: its_me_mango ]