TIME FOR BEER

[putyaswordson]

[ it's a nice, warm summer evening in camp. and even with impending... plot stuff approaching, there is beer and other assorted types of alcohol waiting to be drunk.

time for beer? time for beer. ]

(TOUCH EACH OTHER, I CAN ONLY LAST SO LONG, will be slow because I forget how to thread or something silly)

Comments

[putyaswordson]

There's a lot of stuff there. Nothing to your tastes?

[fallsforyou]

I can't drink.

[putyaswordson]

Ah. That would do it.

[fallsforyou]

How's it taste?

[putyaswordson]

Like a drink. I wanted one, so here it is.

[fallsforyou]

It just suddenly appeared out of nowhere?

[putyaswordson]

That happens a lot around here.

[fallsforyou]

So if I wished really hard for a big screen TV . . .

[putyaswordson]

Don't put too much hope into that.

[fallsforyou]

A smallish TV?

[putyaswordson]

It might end up being an old model, with the rabbit ears.

[fallsforyou]

That's so ancient.