Mr., I will shamelessly bump this thread as much as possible until one of two things happen:
1.) I single-handedly bump this thread up high enough that it ends up with the most posts ever for, well…any type of thread. Ever. Ever-ever, ever.
2.) I get banned for making an ass out of myself. (An inevitable circumstance regardless of whether it happens in this thread. Furthermore, I shall tempt revenge of the evil Nazi-Mods by proudly talking about how I should put myself on my ignore list. I hate myself, really, and I just don’t want to read my posts anymore; they just piss me off.)
3.) I learn to count to two–and then avoid moving on to three and four after I say something like “one of two things”.
4.) Y’all show up at the Spooky Mansion.
Well, according to originating thread, we last had semi-firm committments from:
Auntie Em
Baker
Ender
Gary T
Horseflesh
psychomonkey
SkipMagic
The Unnameable
Now, I plan on making an appearance. Horseflesh, you’re, like, cool because even though you’ll be tired and worn-out, you’ll still bring the little 'uns. Auntie Em, I believe, still plans on showing up.
That leaves the rest of the list and any other Dopers in the area next weekend who want to come out and play.
Horseflesh is bringing hamburgers and buns; I’ll be supplying hot dogs, buns, drinks, vegetable and cheese platters, the Mansion, grill, furniture, air-conditioning (for those of you not manly enough to handle heat-strokes or dehydration), bratwursts and most other food items that might be suggested in this thread.
By the end of this weekend, I’ll probably e-mail those who mentioned interest in the last thread. You know, for harrassment purposes. And I’m lonely. Very much so.
(By the way, Horseflesh, Cecil and the Prisoner Mom give a shout-out to you, too.) 