And unlike the "organised" efforts, ours went off without either mishap or injury. The only serious injuries were to a few sore heads in the morning, and to our Graham Henry guy which was burnt to a cinder. A great night.
Remember, remember the Fifth of November,
The Gunpowder Treason and Plot,
I know of no reason
Why Gunpowder Treason
Should ever be forgot...
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The song I remember from the night went:
Satellite's gone
Up to the sky
Things like the blow me
Out of my mind..
But some bastard was singing it right into my ear. :-/
Lordy, to think they want to take all this fun & frollick with danger away. Next they'll want to ban smacking & handguns.
Great night PC.
Your hot libido comes poring forth in this post PC, you big stud!
...and I suppose if some wayward rocket from a neighboring property were to find it's way to a particularly flammable part of your castle and burn it to the ground, you would obviously just chalk it up to freedom 'n fun right!
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The fun & freedom would be in returning fire, ravishing their women, selling their children into slavery and then dancing naked over their graves every solstice intoxicated by ego & moonlight.
Haven't you read anything on capitalism? Lordy!
Oh Sam...gosh...that just sounds so amusing!
Has taken me 5 minutes to stop laughing so I can type this!
Saturday was a splendid night...at a Castle, no less..gosh.
"The fun & freedom would be in returning fire, ravishing their women, selling their children into slavery and then dancing naked over their graves every solstice intoxicated by ego & moonlight."
Where do we sign up?
Hi Peter,
Thank you for this great night & see you soon!
Cheers.
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