Because ScottB wants to keep his post count at two for all eternity, I am posting to tell people to go to the news and events page to see the details about the latest edition of the Magic Satchel games night.
discussion can go on here.
Because ScottB wants to keep his post count at two for all eternity, I am posting to tell people to go to the news and events page to see the details about the latest edition of the Magic Satchel games night.
discussion can go on here.
Pokélubricant ?
aka rum, methinks
Oh, and if anyone needs help picking a name: http://www.selectsmart.com/FREE/select.php?client=whatpokemon
It can be rum, but anything that will serve the same purpose is welcome in the Drunken Gym League.
assholes.
pokéfun without me.
frig.
get yourself a webcam and we can do some long distance challenges
SCOTT BARRY DRINK MORE BEER, DOO-DAH, DOO-DAH
SCOTT BARRY DRINK MORE BEER, OH-DAH-DOO-DAH-DAAAAAY!
wow… someone had too much coffee this morning.
I want news news news!!! Who won? Who had the most fun? Is the Trainer Hall of Fame updated yet? Who couldn’t finish because they had too much rum? news news news!!! I miss those tournaments. news news news!!!
I went 5-0, but I don’t know if it counts. It was decided early on that this wouldn’t be an official tourney, and we just played a few rounds for fun
And yes, Scott Barry drank more beer
Sweet!
Well we will have to organize an official tournament sometime soon!
And Canmore in July is a go. My folks should even participate!
I was in a less than good playing mode, and by chance I either couldn’t get anything started or I was weak to one or both colors of my opponent in every single game. I don’t recall winning at all… or maybe just once.
f-u-n!
citadels was about to get started at 130am but I couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer. Biking then working then moving then walking to home from Ranchlands then playing games for 3 or 4 hours made me verrrry sleeepy.
Josh and Scott celebrated my decision to abandon them by throwing every single “gold” marker at me until they ran out.
at least no one used you as a celebratory vomit receptacle!
Hey, they were butterscotch chips, and we were throwing them at your box!