Late December? flutters eyelashes I’lllllllll be home for Chriiiiiistmas…
Seriously, if I don’t get my annual Dose of Detroit Dopefest I’ll shrivel up and die. Have your Fall Fling without me if you must, but don’t forget about me in December.
If you like loud, obnoxious laughter where nothing’s sacred (except my tiny penis! No one is to make fun of my tiny penis!) good food, good beer, and seek to destroy each other through the dark arts of board games, then you should be intrigued.
Not only that, but we spend an hour talking shit about the mods and admins. I’ve seen a grown man break down into cathartic tears. Colors start to look brighter. Kittens and bunnies spontaneously appear out of thin air.
But we can’t do that this time, G’ll be there. So we’re going to enact the Pit in real life, tape it, and post it on YouTube.
No worries, Olives,a Very Straight Dope Christmas is always a sure ting.