The SDMB Blair Sqwitch Project

Welcome fellow searchers. I’m sure that many of you have heard the legend of the Blair Sqwitch project that was said to have taken place in a haunted woods located somewhere in the midwest not too far from Chicago.

As you know, there have been rumors of a group of creatures known as the SDMB committing acts so heinous and so vile that decorum prevents them being repeated here Lead by “Evil” Cecil Adams and his doppelganger Ed “Gein” Zotti, they are said to haunt these woods. We are assembled here in this parking lot at the edge of the woods today to find out one way or the other if these stories are true. We come to ask the questions— Just WHO are these dopers and what ARE they doing in these woods.

Remember once you cross the troll infested bridge, there can be no turning back. OK? Now don’t forget your cameras and follow me.

Oh My god, the rumors ARE true. Who is that person on the path up there? and what is he doing with that goat?..

I have $20 on it being Mullinator.

No, it’s aha.
Oh my God!
He’s eating a honey bun! Run for your lives!

Hey, I just found this little bundle. I wonder what’s in it??

Oh my God!! It’s someone’s decaying yellow teeth!!

No, wait a minute. It’s just candy corn. Want some?

Mmmmmmm…candy corn.

Wow…this camera’s really shaking. I’m getting…kind…of nautious…

Oh, wait. Here’s the problem. The bearing on the tripod is set to “crappy”. <click> Ahhhh…that’s better.

I’m glad I caught up with you guys. I was on my way to the virtual wedding chapel and tripped over a concrete troll that was lying in the path. By the time I came to, everyone was gone. I have heard wedding stories that were virtually evil, frogs marrying bits of crunchy little things…, girls being slung by racing guns…Preachers made of alcholic beverages… I think I must have hit my head and am now delerious. Oh and the bachelor parties and honeymoon plans…my eyes, my ears

what was that

It looks like part mule part alligator and he’s carrying a straw…

Oh great, now we’re lost and Falcon threw our only map in the river.

We may not have a map, but we should be able to find our way home by following the trail of bodily fluids left by TwistofFate. Of course it will lead straight to a sheep farm, but if we avert our eyes we may miss seeing him “plowing the fields.”

That reminds me of a story about an English shepherd, a French shepherd and a Basque…never mind.

Wait a minute, didn’t we actually video tape the map a million times? Couldn’t we rewind the tape and look at it? Nah, you’re right, that’d never work…

Oh my God!! Look at that!!! The horror, the horror!!! I’ve never seen anything so freakin’ scary in my life!! It’s so scary it’s making snot come out of my nose!!

It’s a pile of rocks!!!

::whispers:: I see dead people…

What? What!? Oh, sorry…

:: Wakes up ::

:: Exits tent ::

Omigod… Where is Coldfire?

COLDFIRE!!! WHERE ARE YOU!!!

He’s missing. Oh shit! What do we do?
Oh, yeah. I forgot. He wasn’t even in this thread to begin with. Cancel red alert. Go back to sleep.

Goddamit! I’m out of cigarettes!

I’ll just go stand in the corner…

I did NOT throw the map in the river! It fell in when Mully pushed me!!!

C’mon Falcon, why would I have any reason to push you?

I can’t IMAGINE, Mully. Jealousy over my FF skills, maybe?

shoves Mully back :slight_smile:

Points camera at Mojo

Real nice job Mojo. We’re lost out in the middle of nowhere, we’re cold, we’re tired and we’re hungry.

What’s your motivation for this thread now Mojo? HUH? What’s you motivation NOW?!

How do YOU like it Mojo?? HUH?

calms down

God, I really need a cigarette.

mmmmmmmm - candy corn.

What the HELL is all that screaming in the distance?