Well, as long as you don’t have me “heat up the camel” in whatever same dirty way your filthy mind is coming up with…I’m weird, given, but not that weird!
There’s a joke in there somewhere about the number of humps a camel has, but I’ll be damned if I can make it work. Anyway, Eva, you’ve gotta believe me…it’s not my fault. Tibs makes me like this, and I can’t keep my posts off her!
Ahhhthenkew.
Oh, by the way, Gundy, I’m fully expecting you to make good on your promise to flash me.
So ladies, is this banter an attempt to increase Friday night attendance? If any of the guys (or girlie-philes of either gender, I should say) are reading this, we might all have, ummm, more attention than we can handle.
Banter?
Oh, right. Banter.
I’ll be there.
I will have turned 21 a scant 11 (12?) days beforehand, so you’ll hear no bitchery/whinery/moanery from me, :).
I’m out.
Well, we can bring booze to your house, right? 
I think I was unemployed for the Friday nights of the last two big ChiDopes. This time I may actually have to work that day, curtailing the time allowed for drinking.
Booze? In my house? Well, you’ll have to find room under all the bongs and dime bags, but yeah, I guess it’s okay.
Funny, the Friday night of this ChiDope will be my last official day of (temporary) employment in my current gig, unless I get the permanent job I interviewed for. Either way, reason to celebrate!
I’m thinking I may take Friday off and make it a long weekend, to allow more time for camel-butchering and stuff.
Anyone have a good recipe for kumyss? It’s a mildly alcoholic beverage originated by Central Asian nomads, made from fermennted mare’s milk. I’m thinking it’s the most appropriate alcoholic beverage to go with plov. I don’t know how long you need to ferment it, so I though I’d start now. Anyone have a mare they want to lend me?
And hey, since it is Chicago, maybe we can have a snowball fight after getting liquored up.
Gundy, dime bags to donuts, you get that job.
Tibs.
Any word on whether The Grafton is a go, Random?
Ohhh, now it’s mare-swapping, is it?
Judith, as of my last missive with Random, the Grafton is indeed a go. Have you been?
I haven’t been there but it sounds good. As long as there’s malt vinegar to pour on my chips, I’m happy. That and the mare-swapping, flashing, and drunken snowball fights, it sounds like a totally incapacitating weekend.
There is, in fact, malt vinegar. So you can sleep well tonight.
I think I’m going to go outside tonight and scoop up some snowballs to save, a la Calvin.
Most of the stuff mentioned recently would get one arrested in my fair city. Is there anything that is off-limits?
And will there be a birthday cake for Tig?
That’s a rhetorical question, right?
I think a cake with OG SMASH written in big letters, but with happy fuzzy bunnies would be appropriate.
I get booze AND cake?!
Best. Dopefest. Ever.
Y’all mind if me and fizzy come?
I am so there! And I’ll be counting on the other O’Hare Dopers to help me navigate to and fro. I’m not from the “big city” and this mass transportation thing is new to me.