Hey, uhhh…guys? It’s, like, Wednesday, right? And I think some of us are sorta wanting directions and stuff, yo.
Hey, uhh, I’m just doing that, yo. Keep your pants on.
I’d offer to bring a lawnchair or two, but the only one of whose whereabouts I am aware is the one I currently sleep on (it’s way, way comfy). And that one’s pretty comfortably fit in my room:)
In other news: WOOHOO! jayjay’s coming!
OK, it’s official - we’ll be there!!! WOOOHOO!!!
<happy dance>
See y’all Saturday!!!
YAY! Bring your booty shaker.
Does this mean Mr. got the job?
This is an interview and plant tour - he’s pretty sure the job is a lock… We shall see…
Now, where did I leave my booty shaker?
[sub]what the heck is a booty shaker??[/sub]
Well duhhhhh. . .it’s a device for shaking your booty. Sheesh.
Note: There will be no shaking of my booty, unless a call is made beforehand to the US Geological Survey, Seismology Office. I don’t want the eggheads to the southwest thinkin’ there’s been a tactical nuke exploded north of the Bay.
That is all.
jayjay
Well, we will have a geologist there…
And eggs. And heads.
Is it too late?
Through some incredible luck, I graduated a week early and got to leave that same day, so as of Thursday I’m back in Pennsylvania. 
Let me know ASAP when and where if you desire my presence.
-Dave
Seismology?? Has my booty just been insulted??? I’ve been working out! I’ve been going to the gym regularly! I’ve been… I’ve been…
Damn, I’ve been cursed with a copious caboose. Never mind…
Airman Doors can come!!! WOO HOOOO!!! I don’t know if anyone else desires your presence, but we sure as hell do. Getcher little blue butt down here on Saturday, hear me Airman?
Okay, nobody give Airman Doors a wild goose come Saturday. 'Specially not either Lucretia or Bluesman
I still have the, erm, stain on the family suburban from Dave’s, ah … re-examination of the night’s orders, so to speak.
[sub]Y’all were fighting over who made the decision to get him one back in August of last year, and I don’t think a final vote was ever taken…[/sub]
Don’t worry, pun. If Dave drinks too much, we’ll put him on a cot by the woods. He can do as he pleases.
YAY!
And I am officially out. Sorry folks.
I should definitely be there, and I’ll bring a case of Lager and some other assorted junk foods. And my wings.
Warning: decently crude joke ahead:
[spoiler]Are they red wings?
:insert vomiting smiley, once/if we get one:[/spoiler]
Geez, Punha, I didn’t even know you paid attention to hockey!
::D&R::
Classic straightman, RT, even for a man whose yearbook is signed by Moses;)