Posted by Red-Haired Lass on August 06, 2000 at 19:55:23:
Well, it's been a sleepless weekend over at Bumppo's, due to a rather extra-rambunctious Huron Happy Hour and a sudden influx of new Huron customers. Seems last week's Intellectual Discussion Session followed by the cookout (still no sign of the English gent...) has gotten raves on the Huron grapevine. These particular guys are just dying to discuss Sun Tzu's "Art of War" with any and all comers at this week's session...it's also been sleepless for yours truly, due to the fact I've discovered my moonlight serenader is none other than Dweebie. Who might I ask taught the boy to play drums and squawl...I mean sing? I've tried all manner of beggin' and pleadin' and cajolin' to get him to stop, but he just says somethin' about bein' thrilled to see me in my nightdress...and then there he goes again. I'm afraid nothin' short of violence is goin' to convince the lad I'm not interested, but I really don't want to have to use the nice warclub my Huron Delivery Boy friend gave me. It's too pretty...and anyway, it would be a shame to knock the poor misguided lad silly just because he's love sick. Somebody help me, though...a Wench needs 'er sleep ye know. Cider-slingin' and bawdy songs isn't somethin' ye can do well when ye're dead on your feet...
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