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Subject: BS: Mudcat Hallowe'en Tavern From: Rapparee Date: 26 Oct 12 - 04:51 PM His noble steed about played out, he dismounts and opens the door to the old place. It creaked open on rusted, long neglected hinges sounding like the bagpipes or perhaps someone killing a pig -- it's hard to tell the difference, he thought. Cobwebs abounded, but he struck a light anyway. Gruesome, he could see in the flare of the match. Grue all over the place. Overturned chairs draped with white dustcovers and left where they had lain. Even a body or two -- was that Janie's arm still clutching that dusty, long-empty jug? But he had seen a candle and cutting through the thick atmosphere with his trusty blade (never a trifle rusty!) he hewed his way to the table. Brushing off the spiders he lit the candle and in its flickering light saw that the kettle was still simmering. Eye of newt and toe of bat stew, he thought, probably with sheep's eyeballs and turnips. Well, there was only a skeleton staff to keep the place in order this time of year and he called out, "Mr. Bones! A tankard of mead, if you please!" |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Hallowe'en Tavern From: gnu Date: 26 Oct 12 - 06:03 PM Yo! Anyone in here? I gotta delivery. The works... extra cheese and newt with an order of hot bat wings. Hello-oooo? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Hallowe'en Tavern From: Rapparee Date: 26 Oct 12 - 11:35 PM Leave the order at the bar...would you care for |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Hallowe'en Tavern From: gnu Date: 27 Oct 12 - 08:07 AM O negative goes better with everyone. Count on it. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Hallowe'en Tavern From: GUEST,Eliza Date: 27 Oct 12 - 09:19 AM SPIDERS??????!!!!! Cheerio! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Hallowe'en Tavern From: Rapparee Date: 27 Oct 12 - 10:04 AM The spiders are friendly. They were invited in by Squiddy, who was lonesome. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Hallowe'en Tavern From: SINSULL Date: 27 Oct 12 - 10:53 AM SINSULL aka Mary opens her eyes groggily and tries to make sense of the catheter in her arm...draining into a sangria pitcher?????? "You idiots! I'm A+! You'll kill somebody with this stuff!" She yanks out the needle and heads for the JD to recover her strength. "Bloody Mary, indeed!" |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Hallowe'en Tavern From: GUEST,Eliza Date: 27 Oct 12 - 01:42 PM I can cope with ghouls and ghosties and things that go bump in the night, but one small spider and it's Hallowe'en for real! By the way (thread drift alert!) I went to donate blood years ago as a student in Edinburgh and was given a little book like a passport with my blood group in, B positive. Many years later, in Norwich, I presented myself for donation once more and was given a plastic card with A positive on it. I always thought I might be an alien, I'm very clever and can change my blood group at will! (I don't donate now as I'm too old.) I often wonder what blood group I am now! |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Hallowe'en Tavern From: gnu Date: 27 Oct 12 - 02:08 PM Soooo, spiders in yer Cheerios is definitely out, E? |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Hallowe'en Tavern From: GUEST,Eliza Date: 27 Oct 12 - 02:12 PM LOL gnu! Yes, it's cheerio from me if I see an eight-legged 'friend'. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Hallowe'en Tavern From: frogprince Date: 27 Oct 12 - 02:59 PM Hows about a little seasonal song? Everybody join in now! MRS. RAVOON I climbed the clock tower 'neath the noonday sun; 'Twas midday, at least, ere my journey was done. But the clock never sounded the last stroke of noon, For there from the clapper swung Mrs. Ravoon. Mrs. Ravoon, Mrs. Ravoon, You are too much with me, late and soon. I stole through the dungeon whilst everyone slept Till I came to the place where the monster was kept. There in the arms of a giant baboon, Rigid and smiling, lay Mrs. Ravoon. I stood by the water, so green and thick, And I stirred at the scum with my old, withered stick, When there rose from the depths of the limpid lagoon The luminous body of Mrs. Ravoon. I pulled in my line and I took my first look At the half-eaten horror that hung from my hook. I had dragged from the depths of that limpid lagoon The bloated cadaver of Mrs. Ravoon. I went to an amateur butcher I know For the gut of a cat for my violin bow, But I never imagined I'd pay my next tune On the shuddering entrails of Mrs. Ravoon. I ran through the marsh 'midst the lightning and thunder, When a terrible flash spit the darkness asunder. Chewing a rat's tail and mumbling a rune, Mad in the moat, squatted Mrs. Ravoon. |
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Subject: RE: BS: Mudcat Hallowe'en Tavern From: Rapparee Date: 27 Oct 12 - 11:21 PM Barghoul! A flagon of Dead Guy Ale!!!! And some skull pop for a chaser! |
