Yes, I know. He told me, and I know what it is. And you had BETTER take good care of it. Raar! 
God, I hope so. There ain’t nothing wrong with the world that more men in kilts won’t cure!
Oh, preach it, sister!
My first encounter with men in kilts was at NYC. I want to have LOTS AND LOTS AND LOTS more encounters with men in kilts.
Oh my.
He does, though everyone forgets it. Well, everyone except magdalene and she forgets the numbers at the end.
She never was that good at math. 
Also, technically, it’s EnderW25, however because the terrorists have already won, my name got demoted.
With all these people dropping like flies, perhaps there will be a nametag available for moi. I’m coming. Gotta a train ticket, a bed, and got on the phone list.
All I gotta do is pack.
Just keep your damn Favre loving at home…you mime.
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Yay! I get to see Cranky again!
I hope it’s not a kitten.
From now on, I promise to remember the w. I think it stands for wacky.
W = Wiggin. [Say Anything]He’s wiggin’, whu-whu-wiggin. Wiggin’ every day and wiggin every night… [/SA]
<ahem> That’s the last time I invite you and your intended over to MY place for White Castle, missy.
… and you’d better all sign the notebook the magnificent lno’s bringing for me, so I can join in in my lives-in-a-whole-nother-country way.
I just wanted to point out that I’ll still be Chi-Doping like a motherfucker this weekend. (Can you say motherfucker in MPSIMS?) I’m goosing at The Goose on Friday, viewing art on Saturday morning, drinking at Timmy’s (and other places) on Saturday night, and jarby-ing at jarby’s on Sunday morning. If only there were an ocean for me to build a sandcastle on…
Looking forward to seeing you all, but not as much as you’re all looking forward to seeing me. Everybody loves JoeyHemlock.
A Proposal (no, not that kind)
I think we need a DoperBabe committe to ensure that the DoperGuysInKilts are wearing them in the traditional manner. I think, at a minimum, Geobabe, Persephone, and I need to be on this committee.
Hrrm well I’ll be seeing you kiddlets tomarrow. Its time for me to catch my flight (WHOOT I"M GETTING OUT OF TEXAS!).
I’ll probably be hanging out in the embassy suit’s bar friday afternoon waiting for people to show up. Just look for the white guy in the grey fedora either reading or getting work done.
Take it easy folks, and have a safe trip.
And if I die on the plane… you guys can have a battle royal for my stuff.
Just checking in in case you need volunteers…
It’s the least I could do.
It’s good to see that you’re feeling well enough for Kilt Checking duty.
Definitely, Sophie. After all, we need quality control. These things needs to be checked and re-checked.
So I just found that FairyChatMoose has made it to my place fresh off of her recent expedition to the Farrell’s Dopefest in San Diego (courtesy of scout).
So people will have to pose for photos with her and enter a note in her diary to take back home to Florida and FairyChatMom.
Yippee-skippee! Another party by proxy!
Thanks again, Shibb!!
Off to Quix’s (assuming I don’t discover I forgot anything in, like, Maryland).
GodIhopeIdon’tforgetanythingohmyfuckingGodthatwouldsucksobad.