The Old Banshee

[Eerhardt]

the actions of Eerhardt

** heads for the Columbian coffee, while the world continues to spin around him ** Radical! ** makes a good effort at preparing the Columbian Coffee Brew, drinks some and is instantly KNURD ** Here you go, Ode, one mug of C.C.B. coming up ** hands Ode a mug of the C.C.B. **

[Ode to a Grasshopper]

Ode

One million and one thanks, salaam. The only problem now is that we're both in a state of total relaxation and hyperactive at the same time. Brings back memories of schoolies, this does...
*Slams down another E.C.h.C., grinning enormously* I guess being KNURD just doesn't agree with me.

[Eerhardt]

the actions of Eerhardt

check out this post. If you put alcohol in the Columbian Coffee Brew, it'll only enhance the alcohol's effects - wanna try it with the E.C.h.C. ? ** downs an E.C.h.C., takes another hit and sits back and relaxes **

[Ode to a Grasshopper]

Ode

So we haven't been getting KNURD at all, just progressively more drunk? Woohoo!
*Loads up some Pink Floyd into the CD player, presses play**

[Eerhardt]

the actions of Eerhardt

Well, I did have one mug of straight C.C.B. , so I could at least bring you a mug of C.C.B. without spilling it all over the place, but since we're mixing it with the E.C.h.C. now, I guess it would equal the intoxication of 20 E.C.h.C. Of course, if you don't mind passing out on extreme alcohol levels, there's always the MC² ** takes another drink from his mug of mixed C.C.B. - E.C.h.C. **
Any preference for a specific Pink Floyd song?

[Ode to a Grasshopper]

Wish You Were Here. Definitely Wish You Were Here. My all-time fave Pink Floyd song.

*Mixes an MC² and a mug of C.C.B., drinks it, and promptly passes out on the floor.*

[Eerhardt]

the actions of Eerhardt

I'd be ROFL, if you weren't already there, so LOL, Ode
** mental note: must further study side-effects to the improved MC² when Ode comes 'round **

[Beldin]

Beldin:

**wakes from his stoned stupor just long enough to get a horse-sized pint from the thrucks hold, fills it with beer and slurrs his way into it**

**garglegarggg**

Hey mates ! How abour filling the bong with iced E.C.H.C. ? Shouldn't that improve the smoke ?
I think I'll give it a try ... care to join me ?

**belches and SLURRs on in the pint**

[Eerhardt]

the actions of Eerhardt

I think Ode's out for a while, mate, he just combined the MC² with the C.C.B. I'd join you, but I have business to attend to...
See ya later, mate! ** staggers out of the Rolling Thunder, into the Old Banshee and decides the left door is the real one **

[Beldin]

Beldin:

**climbs out of his horse-sized pint**

Ok, what the heck, I'll try it out on thursday...

**gets some improved MC² from Eerhardts lab tray and downs it in one go**

Nice aftertaste....but I haven't passed out ...seems like I've built up some resist.....

**drops down on the floor, missing the icebong by a narrow margin on is way into oblivion**

[Ode to a Grasshopper]

*Groans and stirs weakly, clutches head*

Eeergh...my head...need coffee. *Winces at the music coming from the PA, stumbles over Beldin's inert form and removes CD from player.* Where'd this traffic cone and policeman's hat come from? *Starts searching for a C.C.B., groaning occasionally and squinting at the sunlight*

[Ode to a Grasshopper]

Ode

*Finds coffee, drinks for instant KNURDness* Hey, Eerhardt's not here and Beldin's still out cold! I get the hot-tub all to myself! *Puts on some Radiohead and climbs in to the hot-tub. Climbs out of hot-tub, grabs the water pipe and climbs back into the hot-tub. Drinks a mouthful of shine, realizes he's out of weed, and wanders off to the Rolling Thunder's shine-thrower to install some a comfier seat that can double as a sleeping berth and a pilot flame so he doesn't keep having to light the shine himself. Flicks switch to turn pilot flame on and climbs back into the tub.*

[Georgi]

Re: *Groans and stirs weakly, clutches head*

Originally posted by Ode to a Grasshopper
Where'd this traffic cone and policeman's hat come from?

At least it's not a pantless marine's helmet, then you'd be in trouble...

[Ode to a Grasshopper]

Too true, too true.

You know it wasn't a good party unless you wake up in a bed, preferably naked, with a traffic cone and a policeman's hat the morning after...

[Georgi]

Re: Too true, too true.

Originally posted by Ode to a Grasshopper
a bed

Any bed would do, I presume?

[Ode to a Grasshopper]

Re: Re: Too true, too true.

Originally posted by Georgi


Any bed would do, I presume?

Most beds. I can think of a couple I'd sooner avoid *Cough*Grunty*Cough*, but overall a bed'll beat a gutter or a park bench most of the time...

EDIT-Post #500 in the Rolling Thunder! And Beldin and Eerhardt weren't here to see it .

[Eerhardt]

the actions of Eerhardt

** returns from wherever he's been, his clothes partially torn up and with a scent of real life about them ** Ode, mate, I can't believe I missed your 500th post! Half a k, and I wasn't there... I must say, quite the achievement, considering we've only just celebrated 400 Let's bring out the horse-sized pints, shall we? ** starts filling the horse-sized pints with beer, lines up a series of E.C.h.C. on the bar, makes sure the hottub is filled with a fresh supply of E.S.S. and flips the switch and then heads for the secret laboratory to return a while later with some new MC², freshly nuked **

[Ode to a Grasshopper]

Ode

I guess we'll just have to celebrate today! I'm glad we finally freshened up the tub, those dead things floating in it were starting to make it taste funny. *Grabs a horse-sized pint of beer and starts chugging away* How was RL?

[Eerhardt]

the actions of Eerhardt

Well, it was no fun at all: no BS-sized or horse-sized pints, no appricot-taste substances , no beer, no hottub,... NO WAY! ** jumps into the hottub and starts SLURRing away in an attempt to erase the horrible memories ** Cheers, mate!

[Ode to a Grasshopper]

Ode

*Tops beer up with an E.S.S.* Sounds horrible, mate! Real life is an okay place to visit, but you wouldn't want to live there.