One 6 year old male monstrosity; needs watering and constant influx of Happy Meals.
One 4-ish female Gestapo Barbie; requires fluffy kittens and Play-doh for sustenance.
Thank you, Skip, but if it’s all the same just put my name in for the door.
I can also bring a folding table and a few more chairs if it’s needed. Maybe some decks of cards, frisbees, lawn jarts…?
Did we decide if everyone was bringing something to gorge ourselves with afterwards or was it only those precious few that can actually make edible foodstuffs?
Horseflesh, I’d say bring whatever you do or don’t feel like bringing. But a small table would be nice. I can bring goodies but I don’t have a table. What do Horsefoal and Horsefilly like to play with?
Anything in this reality that will cause the other to whine or screech. I prefer durable, brightly colored, single-piece objects like balls, frisbees or anvils that can withstand the F5 forces of my offspring and won’t hurt if they hit you in the head. Remember last year’s croquet mallet debacle?
You know, Baker, I forgot you worked at the library. I should have stopped by before now to at least visit. I hereby punish myself by making this a 6-cookie-only day instead of the usual 7. Anybody want to come with me on a pantry raid ( ← clever word play, eh?) of Baker’s pies?
Now that I think about it, last year’s DopeFest thread had plenty of off-color witticisms about human body parts and underwear. Except for SkipMagic’s alleged bustiness, I see no such banter here. Come on people, this is the Straight Dope! We gots ta know the TRUTH!
SkipMagic, what is the new and improved updated list of those who will be there? I need to get started on the cookies I will be bringing. I have to make at least 4 times what I need to bring. The kids will have to have some, hubby will have to have some, I will have to take some to work. You guys are getting the best batch. From reading on here, I have a lot to worry about. auntie em and Baker are food gurus, they both sound like they have forgotten more about cookie making than I ever knew.
Well, I better get my underwearless self ready for work. ( I just got out of the shower.)
SkipMagic
auntie em
Gary T
Enderw24
misstee
withaK
Baker
Erika
psychomonkey
elmwood
Mirror Image egamI rorriM
ouisey
toofargone (possibly–he/she mentioned maybe going on the first page) MamaHen sperfur
Wikkit Horseflesh
Horsefilly
Horsefoal (props to Baker for these names!) Lilacs (also a “maybe”) w0rdsmith The Unnamed One
Still a sizeable number, especially when compared to last year’s Dopefest (not that I’m complaining, mind you). Looks like more people to whom I can try and sell Amway…
Hmmmm. Naked and wet and sitting in front of the computer, eh? That’ll get you 5 Princess Points right off the bat. Any other takers? I got lotsa Points to give out.
I’ll be skipping church, but as I helped out four evening this week with Vacation Bible School will that make up for it? It doesn’t? Oh well. I suppose I could go to the early service. Grumble grumble.
Oh, and I had an evil idea. Anybody got a dart board? One of the ones with sharp darts, not those wussy soft things? I still have an enlarged photo of Fred Phelps that some of us once drew number rings on. Bullseye was his nose. Or am I being a bad example for the kids?
How exactly is this an evil idea again? I think lawn jarts would come in really handy in this game.
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Yeah, I just hope the weather can still keep time. And I’d really like not getting drenched with rain–though if the past month’s accuracy rate for prediction of rain continues, we’ll stay dry.
Ok, I confess to being lazy, I did not go back through to find out what kind of musical instrument Gary T plays.
So, what is it?
Will you be setting a hat out to collet funds from passersby? Are you good enough to make lunch? Maybe we should go to the park before we go have lunch.
I better get started on those cookies now!
misstee , GaryT plays a guitar. Very well I might add.
And I like the way you think. We could have Horseflesh bring two outfits for his kids. One must be all raggedy. Put them out. looking suitably pathetic and hungry, by their “dad”. I’ll bet we could make out lunch money that way.
Thank you, Baker (blush). Truth-in-advertising regulations compel me to clarify that I’m a singer who strums chords, rather than a guitar virtuoso.
Since the Horsekids look kinda cute, maybe we could put them in darling outfits and just sell them outright*. That way we could afford the deluxe lunch.
*Legal only because the sale wouldn’t stick. When the overoptimistic purchaser(s) come back begging to return the younguns, we can also assess a processing fee for that.
I prefer durable, brightly colored, single-piece objects like balls, frisbees or anvils that can withstand the F5 forces of my offspring and won’t hurt if they hit you in the head. Remember last year’s croquet mallet debacle?