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Originally posted by Thraeryn
Welcome, Commando the Hard Drinking! Many of us are of a like mind as you, and I suspect that the drinking contests among the Horde will be continuing long into the night and on through to the next day.
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Through the next day??? Try, "long into the night and on through to the next week," and you'll start getting close! This is a mighty Horde, one which knows not the meaning of words such as "Designated Driver", "Hangover", "Alcohol Poisoning" and their ilk.
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Originally posted by Thraeryn
And Commando, I would take Las Vegas, but that an old man, bald of pate and on drugs, smoking with a cigarette holder and carrying a typewriter, made me believe that I would one day perish there! I would not bring this fortune upon myself so soon and, knowing Fate, I would rampage through the streets, crushing the masses, then at the after-party I would fail to notice half a broken tequila bottle and step on it, severing important arteries in my foot. Such is the way she mocks us!
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Don't let Hunter S. Thompson get you down, Thraeryn....he's just telling you that to keep you out of his back yard; for he is a sly and crafty old hippie. Realizing that offending you outright would only serve to bring your mighty wrath - and the wrath of we, your Horde brothers - down on his oh-so-shiny head, he has chosen instead to use subrefuge and his rumored powers of prophecy to instill the dread of a tequila bottle into your soul.....besides,
nobody walks in Vegas! That's why we'll leave a limo driver or two alive (especially if they are of the buxom female persuasion).
Think on it, oh substitute Horde-master!
Eternally Drunk, Horny and Searching for a Party,
Commando the Hard-Drinking