Well, I guess I could try it if you made it  ::)

 

And I would love to visit you Barm! We'd have alot of fun I think. And we could drive down and pick up ReyRey too.

In a few more weeks you should be able to travel from Sweden to Canada by snowmobile...or ice skates if you really hurry...would have to get there before the spring thaw.

 

Not THAT much further to Michigan...we could meet up at the Soo, eh?  ;D

 

If you do make the trip, be sure to stop off in Halifax Nova Scotia.  It's a sea port, a naval station, AND a college town...street upon street of bars of all manner and sort!!!  When our ship stopped there the college kids were conducting a "buzz crawl"...a bus hauled them from bar to bar (the ones who didn't get left behind, anyway).  Those kids know how to party...some of our sailors got really terribly wasted...I was glad to be too old to participate but it was fun to watch.  ;)

I've never understood how drinking yourself into a stupor counts as a party, but then I've never much understood alcohol to begin with.

A spot if Bailey's in my hot chocolate at night is great.

I dont know either..... But maybe i'm not the best to talk about that sort of thing  :P

Drinking myself into a stupor is not something I consider to be a good time, although getting drunk to some extent can be fun. And reyler would be something like 6 hours from where I grew up if I recall correctly, so visiting her would be a two day trip at least.

 

Sounds like a party. I've got a week here in Canada before I go back to school, come then.

You stay away from me!

lol Somebody is paranoid. ;)

Okay.

*sews Gwampy's face to the couch*

    Don't worry reyler, I won't come see you. ;D *running with scissors in hand* Here I come Gramps! *trips over kneecaps* oops...

I hope you were holding them by the blades. ::)

And I hope "in hand" meant he stabbed himself in the hand with them.

Oh reyler, you and your sadistic ways. :D

if you drown her, can I have the alcohol?

* stands up *

* voice muffled by seat cushion attached to forehead *

I got dibs on the drumstick!!!  :D

Oh, I sewed your entire face to the couch, Gwampy, not just your forehead. I'm surprised the lack of oxygen hasn't gotten to you by now.

That's because I cut a hole in the couch.

So something productive actually came from you being clumsy? :D

sorry. It was unintentional

Isn't rey rey sitting on the couch?

Yeah. But she'll come up with some way to evade the situation. ::)

    *Still attempting to pull scissors from various parts of body* Hang on Gramps! I'm still on my way!

Your such a go getter Bonz ;D

* uses Air to stack some nearby twigs into the shape of a teepee *

* uses Fire to get them burning *

* watches the hypnotic motion of the flames *

* nods off to dream peacefully about hot dogs and marshmallows *

* smiles in his sleep *

:)