Posted by The Huggy Merchant on June 28, 2000 at 12:30:18:
In Reply to: Re: It's QUIET TIME! posted by French Trader on June 28, 2000 at 07:11:22:
: : : Well, I was going to post a veeeeeery long and informative post about the GREAT time I had at Gathering, but, according to my watch, it's just past ten o'clock and that means QUIET TIME. Lights out and all that rot. Don't want to disturb anyone. I play by the rules.:)
: : : See y'all in the morning!
: : : Dana S.
: : Quiet time!!! Playing by the rules!! Having just spent four days sharing a cabin with you Miss, I think not! When they talked about quiet time at ten o'clock - they were talking about ten o'clock PM not am!!
: : Get that long post up on this here board pronto - am having serious withdrawal from you Miss Dana!!!
: : Adele
: I spit in the general direction of the golfcart police for I fear no man in a small, plastic, electric car who has nothing better to do then harras paying customers. I don`t remember reading anything about a "quiet time". Let them try again to stop friends, from around the world, from spending some time together. Next time, I`ll just charge them for the entertainment I provided.
: French Trader
Now now, Monsieur. We all know that spitting is for the uncouth - and as one of the couth - I would prefer that you refrain from emitting bodily fluids at this time. I know that that sweet genteel southern lady, Miss Marcia would agree (although there was a wild rumour afoot that she was partial to a little chawing tobaccer)
However, I do admire your lack of fear where the golf cart police was concerned, as I do have it on good authority that the Misses Marcia, Kate and Adele all succumbed to a bout of histrionics when pursued by the aforementioned golfcart. Miss Marcia in particular was most concerned as the very dainty buggy in which she rode did not appear capable of making the minimum speed of ten miles an hour, and she feared being passed by the golfcart police and severely reprimanded. Miss Kate of the Quilt Shoppe fortunately managed to retain control of her senses enough to guide the near delirious Miss Marcia to her veranda - but this was not without injury to one of the party. Miss Adele it appears was buffetted quite significantly, resulting in the tragic loss of all co-ordination, although she did appear to keep control of her bodily functions - a blessing to all concerned.
And finally Monsieur I would add that I, for one, would gladly offer a sovereign for your entertainment, if you should decide to charge for your services. However, I think that I may be in the minority on this one, at least until you have practised your bagpipe scales a little more.
The Huggy Merchant
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