This is a place to leave your adorations for Miss Tir herself....

Vat's the matter?

*hangs the giant red blinking neon "NO PUNS" sign over the vat*

There, that's better.

*ahhhhhh ratz!!* no puns?

A ratz in a hatz was chased by a fat cat and ran into a vatz. When he came out he sat on a mat and gave a patz to the cat who was busy licking the stomboli....

L @ WunderPun

....Oh Weenie, we could have lots of "pun" with this wun.... *silly giggles*

No, we really couldn't. Stop that.

Don't make me get the flamethrower....

Flamethrower? Is that like a Stoli type of drink? Nah, that sounds more like tequila?

So, Colleenie.... I missed your birthday last month... *head hung low*... is it too late to send you a cute, adorable, witty birthday card?

How old are you again... 26? Sheesh.... Youth... I hate it!

See ya Babe!

I would just like to take this opportunity to say that Matthew Whathisname on 'Friends' is my favorite 'Friend', right after the blonde one.

And Trader, you are everyone's friend!!! And you're not even blonde....

Colleen? Where do you want the Luge Shot set up? *Brings in the Ice, hammer, chisel and asst'd bottles of vodka*

*sings in early morning croakey voice, just like Shannon's....*

happy belated birthday to you
happy belated birthday to you
happy belated birthday to ColleenieWeenieeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
happy belated birthday to you......

Dang, wish I was as young and cute as you!

*stops in to check her own messages since she hasn't found a suitable personal assistant*

Wunda: It is indeed too late to send a card. However, it's never too late to send an expensive gift. Email me if you want to know where I'm registered. And I'm 28, not 26. But don't tell anyone.

Traveler: Matthew Perry. Perry. P-e-r-r-y.We've just gotta move on to other conversational topics, sweetie.

So, who's your favorite character on Buffy the Vampire Slayer?

Quill: Are you SURE he's not blonde?

Fionn: The Luge can go over in the corner next to the set up for body shots. Thanks, Big Bro.

Wunda, the sequel: Thank you for calling me young and cute...now if you could just
STOP CALLING ME WEENIE!

hugs and smoochies.

P.S. I was thinking of giving up chat for Lent.

Hey C, gotta make room for the widescreen & satellite so we can watch ALL the NHL games! Sheesh, how quickly the hockey element is forgotten amidst the grand opening of the vat!

*hangs head in absolute shame......*

.... *sulk* sure thang C...

I do not now, nor will I ever, have a favorite character on Buffy the Vampire Slayer.

*thinks Trav has a REAL problem with fantasy persons *L* .... sing to me, Trav!!! *wink*

*posts ad for personal assistant on bulletin board*

Wun: Don't sulk. It's not attractive and it's likely to give you wrinkles. Besides, you always hang your head in shame and then go right back to calling me Weenie. You're not fooling anyone, wenchie.

Traveler: Well, you're missing out then. Buffy rocks. You're probably just too old and stuffy to enjoy it or something.
*tries to make conversation again* Who's your favorite character on Matlock then? Or do you prefer Touched By An Angel? *g*

Lacie: Huh?

Hugs and smoochies. Ciao. Call me. We'll do cyberlunch.

*perks up and smiles... *

Okay, *wink* ... I didn't think you'd fall for it anyway... Colleenie W. and the "W" could stand for a number of things... *sticks out tongue*

*concerned, astonished and vainly glancing in full length mirror...*

Now, what's this about me wrinkles???????

... "FLAMETHROWER's SPECIAL"...

Here ya go Colleen(ie).... this ought to make ya feel better...

leaves homemade chickey soup, lots of gatorade, and antibiotics...

*slaps her hand....* Argh! No ma'am, no more Stolitchnaya for you until you're Alllllll better!

"Hope you feel better soon.. Wenchie"

*sss*

Sheesh, where's me redundancy pills?

*brings Colleen some more chicken soup and juice*

Rusty and I hope you're feeling better soon!!!

*climbs in the soup and drinks the juice*

Gee, thanks Erin, sweetie. You're swell.

*sigh*

Now I'm all tired out again and need another nap.

So, like where's the action Wench?

Where I am, of course.

Like, Duh. Wench.

Hugs and Smoochies.

Adorations? All I have on me is two testimonials
and a tribute, oh wait a minute, anybody got two
adorations for a eulogy?

*leaves some orange tic tacs and a kitty toy*
just letting you know I didn't fall off the face of the earth (again). Give my love to all the Wenches, LS's, and the wonderful inn keeper man.

your ever faithful wench-in-training*~*~*

*sigh*

Written like a true Wench Apprentice

I need a new LS. Any applicants?

She needs a new LS???? Thought I was LS...*looks down at self*..know I'm not getting younger, but is it really time for a new one??? *checks greys in her hair, and wonders if she should color them???*

No, a different kind of LS.

Sheesh. Like it's my fault that the acronym was already in use before you got here.

And your hair looks fine the way it is.

What's a LS *Roisin hangs her head in ignorance, hoping she hasn't trod on toes, but unable to resist*? Just wondering what sort of application form would go with a job like that *grin*.

*Avoids the temptation*

Acc! I didn't expect caution from you!

Sorry, Roisin. You aren't qualified. Just take my word for it.

Temptation should always be embraced, Acc. Haven't you learned anything from the wenches?

*quietly steals into the Vat area...*

pssssst.... Lost Soul/Roisin...

LS = Love Slave
LS Applications (forms) = not used, but rather, intense interrogation followed by serious deliberation. Said applicants are interviewed by "the aforementioned wenches."

Oh yeah, Barristers, Pontiffs and Innkeepers are inelligible.


Qualified Applicants may call 1-800-Vat-Chance

*giggles and leaves quickly*

*still snickering*

Almost forgot, prospective Applicants should reference the Princess and The Frog Story!

*sss*

Colleen, you'd be surprised. But I'm *very* particular!

Okay, wenches...I hadda come clean. *G* You in-treeagated me at Tir *Once a pun a time* and I still don't know what LS is or Stoli for that matter. It sounded good when LR wrote about it so I just used the story line.

What the hec is Stoli, Colleen? And vat is it good for besides cleansing the bowels? *drain cleaner in stoli bottles* Sheesh, my butt is still burning! Last time I take a bottle of Stoli that hamster has lifted for Rogue! See, LR and I are not the ones who are lifting your Stoli stash. LOL! I was a little suspicious as Rogue pulled the bottle out of that funny bag he packs around.

So,LS is not Lolita's Sidekick, huh? But if the above is true about LS being a love slave as the infamous guest explains...is your sidekick male? Gee, you guys are good at confusing me!?!?!?!? I would opt for a male Sidekick if I had a LS.

You may contact me at my 1-800-438-5678 number.
That is...1-800-GET-LOST! Hehehe...gonna put it on my icq phone # on my info. *mlg*

And while I'm at it, how many wenches are there? How does the three Wench-at-Tirs strike you? *Striking match for the flame-thrower*.

Next time I can sneak on during the day *Guilty look on face* I challenge the wenches to a cheeky chat to see if me ole mentor, Mr. Duncan, trained me right. *G* I think it would be great fun. I will match wits with all of you alone unless LR happens to be there to join in with me...hehehe!

(Sis would be so ticked at me if she only knew!!!)

Like, whatever.

*Drops off a mail order LS guide and a stack of applications*

Here you go Colleen, maybe you can find one in this. I've highlighted the 'salior' section.

WIT
Erin

*gives Erin a great big gold star*

You make me so proud, hon.

Male order?

*grins and pats gold star*
Exactly Acc!

Colleen i just heard about the mud slides and such in california.. i hope you are okay..

LR

wants the male-order address

The Dominicans
c/o The Vatican

PS: Etiquette hint
Make no reference to 'Head Fryer' or 'Chip Monk'in your communications with them.

The Dominicans
The Vatican
ITALY

*Dear Dominicans

My name is lacie and i am looking for a particular man. Accasbel, who is second only to the Great Pontiff himself in wiseness, said you could help me in this, umm delicate area.

Accasbel gave me this address to write to, so I guess I can tell you my needs and wants.

1. wise
2. rich
3. amazingly sensuous *blush*
4. charmed by my faults .. oops .. sorry, charming nature
5. rich
6. prepared to travel !!

(did i leave anything out?)

Sincerly
lacie

lacie, you forgot rich hehehe...i can't really think of anything else, except how about an accent, i love men with accents, doesn't even matter what country they're from*G*

Ahem.

Thanks for the concern about the mudslides. I, not being a native Californian, have the good sense not to live in a building hanging off the side of a mountain. So I'm just fine.

And just when did y'all start confusing my page with the personal page? Sheesh.

It's different when I do it. I'm looking for worshippers.

Besides, it's my page. Get your own.

Hugs and smoochies from a cranky Tir Princess.

*posts big "MISS YOU" on vat wall*

I really have terrible time-ing. Give the other wenches my love, and his murphyness too.

WIT
Erin

*leaves C a midol martini*... Here ya go babe! Hope this helps.

*has the guest killed*

*and chopped up into little pieces*

*and mixed with the stupid martini*

*and fed to her pet piranhas in the Tir moat*

Thanks, I feel better now.

*hopes Someone cleaned up after Colleen's little cullinary experiment.*

Drops off bag of dirty laundry, no starch and you don't have to iron the undies this time. Thanks COL, oh be a dear and have it ready by next weekend, thanks sweetie.

*... hands C the FLAMETHROWER..and gets the heck outta the way

*pssssst.... C, I was the midol one not the laundry one, promise... I am cheeky, remember.. NOT a MCP!....*

....leaves the Stoli Vat quickly, mumbling....."boy is she gonna be p***ed.."

What did you just call me, Guest?

Gonna be kinda hard to march in the St. Patrick's Day Parade, with NO LEGS... mr. froggie.


*dies laughing*

*walks into C's Vat... choking, swatting at nasty cobwebs...*

Hey... Wench?

where the heck are you and why did you let this place go to pieces, babe?

..... makes note to submit formal complaint to Tir's maid service...

Like, Sheesh!

ahh hemmmmm .. you all go off and leave me to fend for myself? Surely I am some kinda mascot by now?????? and deserve some attention/adoration/lovin'???

*feeling hurt and dejected*

Lacie? Why are you calling yourself Mr. Frog?

And I've been busy...so sue me.

Guess I could have sent a slave in to dust and tidy up.

Sheesh.

*leaves Colleenie a case of aging Stolitchnaya to blend in with the seriously neglected Vat area... both awaiting her return*

*takes Stoli with her*

Sheesh, a girl leaves and the lackeys are sitting on their butts.
*shoos afore mentioned lackeys to cleaning up the vat*
Better??

*posts big message for wenches*

MISS YOU!!!!!!

*post another ad for an LS*

*RN gets too close to the edge & falls in* *SPLASH*
I really really hate when I do that!
Sorry Colleen I hope I didn't ruin it. *giving the pouty poo-poo face*

This L.S opening, what are the hours? is there any heavy lifting involved?

*throws resumes up in the air and picks one at random*

My deepest sympathy is extended to you Colleen upon learning of the death (oops-elimination)of your dearly beloved Red Wings. Scary thought to think the Wings got only as far as the Bruins.*shudders*

Thank you *sniffle*

I'm sure with the healing power of time, and some intensive therapy, I'll be fine.

*sigh*

Sheesh, it's only sports....... How about some real life devastation, like my grey roots, or the crows feet around my eyes... those unsightly warts, and varicose veins,... oh yeah and let's not forget hail damage to the thighs....
Sheesh...

Okay, I'm depressed.

Dear Depressed:

Here is Miss Clairol for the grey roots, a joke for the crows feet around the eyes(Laugh lines? Honey, ain't nothing that funny!), laser technology for removal of unsightly warts and varicose veins, and a very large crop insurance settlement $,$$$,$$$,$$$ in the event of naturally occurring disasters for the hail damage to the thighs!

If that doesn't UPLIFT you then go on a mad spending spree with Colleen in Finland or Ireland or some exotic health spa where they pamper you and perform the 'Roseanne' uplift of tummy, hiny, and whatever spirits are left sagging!

Sincerely,
Phyllis Diller

YO PHYLLIS........
Hiny this, Babe!

SPLAT!!!
*mackeral slap*

Sheesh, like they didn't even have electricity when she was born...

*foofs hair, deeply inhales.... okay, I feel better*

My aching Mackeral never looked better hun! Thanks for the LIFT! And hun, if you had chicken legs like these you would have to avoid every Southern Colonel and his finger-lickin good outlets... HAWH! *Loud Phyllis trade-mark laugh* and hun, I was so thrilled to hear the special at the Tir is Frog legs. *Lighting cigarette in cigarette holder* Things must really be hoppin'-ing here. I've enjoyed the visit, must be off to other appointments...may have these implants removed. HAWH, HAWH, HAWH!*Phyllis Diller*

LOL...... okay Phyll, no way can I top that.... LOL... oh my God, I HATE THAT LAUGH

sheesh

LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL LOL

*tidies up*

*puts lock on stoli vat and hides key*

*has mail forwarded to her cat*

*flips the switch on the neon sign in the window*

Gone to Ireland. Back in two weeks

*picks up her suitcase and shuts the door quietly behind her*

HAPPY HOLIDAY !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Bye Bye Weenie *sniff, sniff*... take care
(miss all of you wenchies... )

*drops suitcases by door and runs in*

Hey, where's my welcome back party?

Sheesh.

Did y'all even notice I was gone?

*shuffles off to check email*

Whatcha bring me? whatcha bring me?

Hey C.... I see that MaxPi.... finally decided to pop in... tell him
"I'm still looking for the man that shot... my paw..."
Signed:

3 Legged dog
*s*

Hey C?... Do you know what neener neener neener rhymes with?

*checks rhyming dictionary*

Dead wench?

cleaner, gleaner, keener, meaner, preener,teener,weaner,weiner,demeaner,misdemeaner,...

psssst..... hey C......

B.M.H.B.

How about weener ? *sings* "Oh I wish I was an Oscar Meyer Weiner, that is what I truly love to beeeeeeee. Cause if I was an Oscar Meyer Weiner, everyone would be in love with me".

Has Diarmuid been listening to your Barry Manilow music again C?

*bans use of the "w" word on her board*

*paints over Colleenie's Ban sign*

HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!!!
HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!!!
HAPPY 4TH OF JULY!!!

Love ya...watch the Stoli around the fireworks, babe!

*sits in corner, pulls knees up to chest... sulks and wishes to be as young as Colleenie*
Sheesh, it's gonna be a long week.

*mischievous grin and finger paints emoticons in the vat area*
: )
~/~ : (

;) ~!~

Oh no, not the dreaded emoticons!!


What the hell is an emoticon?

Miss Tir???? Where could I find WM? She left a post telling me to look in your vat for her. *G* Did she deliberACCidently fall in? *Emotional icon grin* ~~~

I'm in...

*hic*

*yawns and stretches..... and coughs on the nine layers of dust and cobwebs.... *
SHEESH.... *smacks lips, squints... and rolls onto the other side, returning to hibernation and sweet dreams of Mel, mumbling softly...*
"Somebody wake me up when the party/orgy starts... *yaaaaaaaawwwwwnn*..
ZZZZZZZZzzzzzzz ZZZZZZz zzzzzzzzz

Guess she finally found her LS

Aaaaaawwwww, how sweet~

okay, okay...enough with the touchy feely stuff...

Just out of curiosity, what are the requirements for being a 'wench'? And is not-quite-17 too young?

Merry Christmas - your wenchliness.... *miss you guys a bunch*

A frog walks into a bank and asks Mr. Paddywack, the loan officer for a loan. Mr. Paddywack
asks the frog if he has anything to put up to secure the loan. the frog produces a small ceramic figurine and says will this do? Mr. Paddywack takes the figurine to the bank president and asks if it is sufficent to grant the loan. The bank president looks over the figurine and says, its a fine knick knack Paddywack, give the frog a loan.
Merry Christmas Colleen

*ahem*... corrects the obvious male-storyteller...

You forgot the last part...

....it's the Mick Jagger off-spring.. and the last line is.."His old man's a Rolling Stone.."

*cheeky wench smile*

Obviously male? thanks for noticing.

My, how thick the dust (and sometimes the bullshit) does get round here! >:) (The Wolf runs a finger over the wall and notices the track left by his finger is very deep...shakes head in wonderment. Then, struck by inspiration (fueled by too much tequila, most likely), sings this little couplet:
"Wo ist die alte Zeit?/Und die gemutlichkeit?" (But his words, like silent raindrops, fell and echoed in the Vat of Silence...)
So he picks up a dusty, yellowed application for LS, takes out his battered ballpoint pen, and begins to fill it out, wondering at the explicit nature of the questions...

*and the walls echo back in an eerie, haunting, seductive wenchlike voice....*

....No swear words in Colleenie's Vat, lest ye be frog legs......

... and no emoticons either

... and while we're at it, nooooooo bodily noises either....... *rattles chains for effect*....

*farts* .... ooops ...... *blush*

LACIE!!!!!

Yes? ........... well, I guess ya can't have three sons without learning SOMETHING!! *grin*

holds nose* OH LACIE!!! What the heck did you have to eat!?! lol

More beans, Lacie? :) Or whatever it is you Aussies like to eat?
Hoo...now the place REALLY needs airing out! (The Wolf opens the door and props something heavy against it, then cracks open a few windows.) Time for some cleaning up round here, folks...anyone want to help me out?

been eating some bad "snags" Lace...hmmm? *makes note in Lacie dossier: 1February2000...the Aussie lass may have succumbed to foul cow disease...*

*sprays full bottle of Boucheron into the Vat*

Sheesh, you guys are in a lot of trouble when the Weinster finds out you've been "stankin" up the place.

*hands on hips* ... well, I think you lot have TOTALLY over reacted ... in the words of the Great Wise One ......


........ relax!
'tis only wind! *sweetest smile*

*Tightening the pucker strings while trying to remain relaxed* Uh, is there a section in the orchestra for the winds? (Maxpi could always tell the best SBD story).

And seldom does the flatulent subject linger, but soon drifts. Now if one were eating Irish sausages with Max, then the dog would wake up, give them a dirty look, and leave the room. *L*

*Warming up armpit to do rude noises* Where is that audition for the authentic Celtic Tir band, "Rude Noise Barrigade"?

........... ahhhhh the armpit thaaang *grin* ............ i know ALL about the armpit thaaang!

*lines the boys up to see which one should audition* ........... all of them, I am afraid *rolls eyes* NOT me, though, of course ... I am a woman who only EVER likes authentic!! (hides the glimmer of glass on her fingers)

hey Guestie ... clever post, as always *s*

Oh Gawd... *head slumps forward on to her keyboard*...

Sheesh, and to think I'd actually like to meet up with this wild Aussie Lass some day...... *shakes head in despair and disbelief*...
Woe is me.....

LACIE!!!!!!

what did I do wrong THIS TIME??!!??

By the by, whatever happened to the alleged host of this place, anyhow? That means you, Colleen.

I still keep an eye on things...just haven't had much to say...

Have you become the strong, silent type, Colleen? (That's difficult when you've got somebody cuttin' muffins round here...)

"I like beans, woo woo woo! I like beans, how bout you? High in fiber, low in fat...betcha didn't know about THAT!" >:)

*sigh*

It may be time to kill this discussion, Acc.

http://www.hhof.com/html/rc_3403a.htm

Not sure what it takes to keep the lawyers happy. The above photo is from the site www.hhof.com
choose select a topic, then choose Photo Collection. It can be found in the Dave Sandford samples area, actionmania. They would like you to buy photos from them. No dolphins were injured in the preperation of this post.

What does it take to keep me happy?

Not much. That photo was a good start.

Just cater to my every whim and everything will work out fine.

C.

your wish is my command.

Ice-cream?
MacDonalds?
Paris?

It's getting dull and humorless around here...all I did was sing a little song about beans, and somebody wants to kill the discussion?

To hell with it, then. I won't post in this discussion board anymore, if this is how it's going to be.

(He sits, fuming silently, then...) WOULD YOU PEOPLE LOOSEN THE HELL UP???

hmmm ... just a thought, Cbleidd, COULDN'T be you being dull an humoUrless?? *ROTFLMAO*

It was me with the kill the discussion comment.

I'm just not around much any more for one thing...

Plus, it's my namesake item and I don't like songs about beans and/or their physical afteraffects very much.

Or being told to lighten up by people I don't know, come to think.

So, if you want to take your marbles and play on someone else's item, that's okay too.

There is no obligation on anyone to provide entertainment for others. It's very nice when people do share their work and/or their humour. Nice - but not to be demanded.
The only obligation is to be polite to others (even if it hurts, although I don't know why it should do.)


Lightness is spread by sources of light.
It is not created by complaints about darkness.

And as F. Gump Esq. might say - "That is all I have to say about lightness"

*superglues light bulb to top of her head and tries to think lighter (if not lightweight) thoughts*

*takes her diet pill*

I'm trying ... I'm trying ............. *looks at Colleen's effort* hmmmm that seems easier!

No, I don't think I was being dull and humorless (pardon the spelling, I'm American, that's how we do it over here--so if I'm wrong, blame it on my nationality). I had just been trying to have a little fun, and I felt that somebody else was being a wet blanket. *sigh* Evidently, I can't win... Should have known I was wasting my time here.

*watches Cbleidd sulk in the corner*

ROTFLMAO ... can give, but can't take??? *smiles ever soooo sweetly*

Would someone point this person's attention to the Wench Lore section, i.e. Frog Legs, winning... and challenging a wench?

*cws*

*walks in, dusts herself, and gives a really really big yell...*

I am quite sure that I have missed you wenches (and their fan club)a whoooooole lot!

besides, I need a good old fashion dose of corupption...

*bounces in wearing a "Corruptions r us" t-shirt"*

You rang?

*coughing fit due to dust* Clearly I am in need of new lackeys to keep an eye on this. I'd do it myself, but suddenly it seems I have a life with a job that requires actual work, so alas alack, I am unavailable at present.

(But I'm still watching so behave yourselves)

Erin, I've left you my copy of "From Convent to Hot Tub Party in ten weeks or less". Enjoy.

*throws kisses to all her fans and bounces back out*

hell, I can be a FAN, Col .... how much do ya pay???

*hopes happiness and fun is surrounding you*

The only reward is the opportunity to bask in my virtual presence, Lacie. That should be more than sufficient.

By the way, the first rule of fandom is to never ever ever ever ever never ever call me 'Col'.

People have been fed to the piranhas in the moat for less.

Interesting....

I've heard much lore about the wenches of Tir and "wenchology" but have seen none of it.

Perchance, did these wenches perish disappear at the time of the disappearance of their fellow creatures, the dinosaurs, when the comet struck 165 million years ago? (just how old are these so-called "wenches" anyway?)

(if this doesn't bring some of them out of the woodwork, I must conclude that the lore has no basis in fact whatsoever *bwg*)

*dons flame-retardant suit just in case a few of the ageless relics still exist*

*ties one end of rope to flame-retardant suit*

*ties other end to anchor*

*tosses anchor to piranhas in moat*

Splish splash, seamus.

dinosaurs, indeed.

*beats back piranhas with a stick of pepperoni*

sorry, my facts were wrong....they think the comet struck 65 million years ago...not 165 million

and these wenches don't look a day over 40 million

*bwg*

but .. but ... but Colleen, Acc tells EVERYONE to call you Col !! *points finger* blame him!! blame him !!!!

*takes a moment from setting seamus on fire to address lacie's post*

I believe you must be mistaken, lacie. Tsi frequently told people to call me that, but it was usually clear she was joking. Besides, a little duct tape but a stop to that anyway.

Now if you'll excuse me, I need to get some more kindling.

*grins at the flames and friendly water creatures*
Ahh, home sweet home...
My dearest Colleen, the reading is very enjoyable, but are you sure you can do THAT in a convent, somehow it all seems... sacreligious.

Just wandered by to see if the place was still standing.

by the by, does anyone remember me?

-- Traveler

*scratches head* .. traveler?? hmmmmm rings a bell. Something about jello baths and cheesecake comes to mind.

I remember you... you werre one of my lackeys...right?

Lackey, no. 'Friends' critic, yes.
Traveler

Matthew Perry still rules. Nah.

go wings go ......*smile*

Actually, the fact of the matter is...
Wenches Rule.
go wench go

pffftttttttt !!! Rule what tSi? .. the kiddies playground?

*ducks for cover*

Pack a suitcase Colleen, I just won the Florida State Lottery, well at least I meant to pick those numbers its so hard to figure out the forms they use. I sure it won't be to hard to convince them to give me the money, so where do you want to go?

OK, Colleen, here's a new conversational topic for you: next March, I'll become a college graduate (finally). Hopefully, by that time I'll have found a job in Ireland as a programmer.

How's that?

traveler

whats traveler doing here? next thing you know angelofmastema will be back *L* an offering-
his name is Shanny #14
http://planetplush.com/ppice_cat/assets/octopus.gif

*yaaaaaawwwn*...... Sheesh, what a long nap.

So... how's about a little Christmas Thought...

"If Only"
By: Wench #3

If only it had been Three Wise Wenches…Instead of Three Wise Men?

They would have asked directions, Arrived on time, Helped deliver the baby, Cleaned the stable, Made a casserole, Brought practical gifts and There would be Peace On Earth.

Merry Wench-mas *s*

Casserole?
Ooooooo...shes got my vote~

beats a tax cut anyday

seasons best to dancers and lenders of coin.

happy birthday to me.

*Pulling lil mouse that squeeks' tail on Acc's mousepad* (((((((((((SQEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEK)))))))))

Did someone wish themself a Happy Birthday??? Well, let's celebrate!!! *Cailin all Tir na nOggians to a celebration in this part of Tir*

Well, what does a wench deserve for a birthday gift? Want the half naked man jumping out of the cake? Or maybe just money? How about a charge card with no limit and 0% interest until you get some ACClaim on your birthday ACCount? *muttering under breath* Sheesh...hanging me buns out to toast with that comment!

Well, if nothing else hope you get more pressies for your birthday than you can count. *Grabbing party hats from Mstree's hat rack for guests and pilfering party blowers from Hamster's pack that he pilfererd off LostSoul*

((((((You may all jump out now and wish a Happy Birthday to our special guest!))))))) *Loud screeeeeching from K-Marche PA system*

May all your wishes be fishes and Wenches fishers of men! *Pouring libations in behalf of the huge internet full of men for the Wenches* Now enjoy!

Happy Birthday Wench....*Stoli's all round....*
hope you had the great'st day......

"hangs head in shame"...Sheesh, I think I screwed up again.....HAPPY BIRTHDAY, to the sweetest little red wing I know! *W*

Traveler here.
Greetings from Perth, Australia.

It's a wonderful place, and I don't want to go back to Kansas City. You should visit Perth (in late Feb. or early March ) at least once.

*hollers after Trav* .. ya left Toto here!!!!!

*mumbles to herself* .. like I need another animal ................

Do all roads lead us back home?
Or do we just find our way there?
And while I'm on the subject of unanswerable questions; is life simple, or complex? And can we make it the other if we try really really hard?

Just a hello and two wild irish roses for me cyber mum and the lady of the vat.

Erin

*leaves a big warm hug for Erin*

Playoffs.......
Go Wings Go

No wings No!

*changes alarm settings so that non-wings fans can't get into vat*

table dancing if wings win? *wink*

*sigh*.....sorry, babe, but with no Stevie Y, the Wings can't fly..........

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrggggghhhhhhhh!

He said, _________ he said __ the _____ he said

_______ the B - word !!!!!

Booze?

~W~


P.S. Hope everyone is well

Sheesh, the least you could have done is offer a eulogy for your beloved (yet broken) Wings. Like I said earlier, no Stevie Y, the Wings couldn't fly. *W*

*weakly waving a Dallas Starz flag in the vat area...*

*whispers amidst the fan noise*.... anyone home?

sorry C. next year
go wings go

I have to admit that I'm only a part-time hockey fan, but I was rooting for the Red Wings. The only consolation is that all them Canadians will have to watch a team from New Jersey play for the Stanley Cup. The only better match-up would be the Red Wings vs. The Mighty Ducks!! Just wait 'til next year.

traveller

Colleen, ya still there? Sending another email babe, can you forward to the other wench?

Hope you are doing well.

W

haven't gotten any mail... hmph. And I polished the mailbox and everything.

I'm working on it..... promise.


W

leaves a shocking pink luge suit

*sheesh* could have at least left enough stoli for the luge as well.

Can you wear shocking pink after Labor Day?

WundaMom, you can wear whatever you like, whenever you like.

You too, Colleen.

But then, I suspect y'all know that already.

Trav.

*Changes into the pretty blue flannel cloud pjs*

Thank you, Trav.

Hmmm. Something's still not right....*adds tiara*
There, that's better.

By the way, I am accepting Christmas gifts and other offerings of worship all through this month. Those with gifts that please me will receive amnesty for forgetting my birthday.

But hurry... offer only good during the month of December or until I get tired of it, whichever's sooner.

From what I've seen Colleen, you'd make flour-sack PJs look good. With or without the tiara.

Merry Christmas.

*checks for pressies*

*leaves a crystal scepter (to go with the tiara) as a belated Christmas present*


There you are, a present to go with the previous worship-offering. If that worship-offering is a little lame, I apologize, but then I've never been very good at flattery.

Thank you thank you thank you.

Stanley Cup to Detroit

Red Wings, Hot Wings... what's the Big D?

Non Hockey-type

P.S. HNY-BTW Colleenie

hny-btw? what does that mean?

*smacks Wun with frozen mackeral*

What's the difference, indeed.

I'd like to know what HNY-BTW means. Is it Happy New Year - By the way?

(You're welcome, Colleen. It was a pleasure)

Yes.
Still don't understand this Honky stuff.

emmm.... Hockey

Wundamom, think of hockey as a combination of soccer and boxing, invented by people who live where winter is the best 9 months of the year. *g*

Wait a minute!!!
Deroit and Anaheim are in the same conference!!!!

Are there cheerleaders? And if yes, do they use pom poms or popsicles?

There are NOT cheerleaders. And we use octopi not pom poms.

No cheerleaders
Slimey squid-like creatures
Soccer-Boxing where it's always cold
Okay Got it....

*walks away wondering how much her autographed Gretzky hockey stick would go for these days...?....*

did Bud Lynch throw octopi?

Who is Bud Lynch? Is he related to Spuds McKenzie?

So,who throws calamari?

I believe the calamari-tossers [and oh, the possibilities of that phrase ;) ] are in the Australian coastal city of Didjabringabeeralong...

Wait til Lacie read this!
And even worse.... *tsk tsk tsk* Wait til Colleenie reads this... she's very particular about ''who'' posts in HER vat...

you're in trouble now ..........

Didjabringabeeralong native believes tossing calamari would be a terrible waste of food unless it was being tossed down the throat*

Tosser is as Tosser Does........

Duh

was there ever ANY doubt?

colleenie is also particular about people not calling her weenie but that doesn't seem to have slowed you down, wench.

and it's octopi, not squid you big losers. Sheesh.

At least several of my Red Wings won Olympic medals. It was so hard to know who to cheer for with Stevie being on the whiny Canadian team.

hugs and kisses to all who deserve them.

Thanks, Colleen, for the hugs AND kisses!!!*LOL*

go wings go
good for stevie
dancing on the tables

Oops... (again) *s*

How about Colleeney then?

*begins sawing a table leg while hockey fanatic dances.... poorly I might add*

but why would you do that ?
wishing to injure?

[Wundamom, I know better than to use the ****eenie term. I'm not suicidal, y'know. ]

Colleen, I noticed the calamari / octopi confusion, but decided that trying explain the difference to them would be like trying to sweep the beach clean of sand.

* Now for a public service announcement. The following is another attempt at worship-offering, because I apparently need the practice... *

But then, as brilliant as you are Colleen, maybe you can explain it to them.

Watch him Colleen, I think Traveller is going for the keys to the Vat while flattering the Hostess. Sorry, Traveller, I had to stop ya so I could swipe them later.

Trying to injure a table dancer.... never?
Trying to add humour to vat, at another's expense .... most definitely.

Boys, make sure you address her properly... She is, afterall.... the Reigning Miss Tir... got it.

Kisses for Trav.

I've got my eye on the rest of you. You all look suspicious.

Got your eye on me? *struggling to look innocent*

Just because my evil twin has pilfered more stoli from the vats than even Rogue, You would dare accuse me of being suspicious? My lady, I am crushed! To think that her immience the reigning Miss Tír would so impune my honor.

*Storms out trying carefully not to spill any of the mugs of stoli, under the shirt.*

*sees trail of clear liquid on floor leading to door and accidentally drops a match in it*

You have an evil twin, Daryl? Is he ( or is it she? ) also named Daryl? Which would beg the question, do you also have a brother named Larry?

And as for my alleged plot to pilfer the keys to the vat, well let me assure you Miss Tir, there is no substance to that claim. I am perfectly capable of buying my own Stoli. I would never steal from someone so kind, so witty, so lovely, so ... careless with matches.

*You might want to start using a lighter, since matches tend to go out when dropped in liquid.*

Thanks for the tip,Trav. I'll keep it in mind if my new blowtorch breaks down.

*psssssst*.... Hey C? I went to a hockey game on Sunday.

Lots of cross-marketing promotions.
No octopi.

I acutally liked it too.

what would tom landry think!

It's been a bit quiet in here... maybe I'll clear out some of the cobwebs and top off the vat.

don't touch that vat.

What vat? That vat?

Until next time then - Same vat channel, same vat time!

That is where we toss our contributions for stolen stoli.

Or maybe this is where we just ... "toss"....

VatWench

Well, spring is here - time to leave a rose for the keeper of the vat.

Say, did I ever tell you about the time the credit card company sent me a rejection letter? They turned me down 'cause they couldn't verify my address.

*turns on the jets, put on her kini, and jumps in the vat* calgone take me away...or is that stoli take me away? oh hell just someone take me somewhere...

Okay, I game... where ya wanna go Vic?

~W~

Anyplace. You pick. How's central tejas doing anyway? I am trying to get work to pay for a trip for me there...soon...let ya know.

Go Wings Go

It takes forever for this page to load.

that's because I'm so popular.

Looks like they might be dancing on the tables in Detroit and LA.

Hooray for the Wings!! Colleen, are you so popular 'cause you're bright, charming & attractive, or is it something else?

no, it must just be the bright, charming and attractive thing.

she smells nice

...love your nailpolish colour and the toe ring too hon, you still around?

Again, Hooray for the Red Wings!! My nephew, the Avalanche fan, will be in mourning until next season.

*polishes the cup while wearing her #19 jersey, and smiling serenely*

*gently taps an awl at the bottom of the VAT to let a small but steady flow of Stoli out into his Bottle. Once filled, he jams a piece of wood into the whole for for easy access later on*

*seals hole in vat, sets up new security cameras, and electric fence, dusts for prints and sends them off to the FBI*

Hey Colleen, If you ever need help guarding the vat.. give me a call... I understand good Vodka... *grin* (and I'm trained in flamethrower use...*lol*)

*growls* ...Clarece

Seems to me that an Irish Queen once told her husband of the dangers involved in setting a kitten to guard the milk. Same principle might just apply here, Indigo.

Now, who would steal vodka from such a lovely & charming woman as Colleen?

Not me! Not me! Really. I was just tryin' to help... I've me own wee vat of vodka stashed...*lol* and Kaluha...and grapefruit juice...and...

Awfully quiet 'round here...

*leaves a bottle of Stolichnaya in case her cuteness stops in*

*dusts off Her Tirness' Barry Manilow records*

Hope you are well... wench.

Wun

did Barry ever do a cover of muskrat love....that would be perfect.......
(Voices off....)
Hey I'll have somwe of what ludd is on....

muskrat
musket
muscadine.....

What do these 3 things have in common?

MMM?

The sound, musk

Wun, Mescaline............ we're all on Mescaline!!!!!!

The answer:
.."absolutely nothing!"

(Just trying to stir up some wenchly mischief in Her Royal Tirness' Vat)...*tee hee*

Muskrat Love....

What can I say...............

*swims naked in the vat*

Woo Woo!!!

btw this board has certainly earned the award for the Most Surrealistic of the Month *g* (Acc of course must duly confer the honors)

THE LAST WORD

There one day I knew I'd have it.............

No you don't.
:)~

my board. my last word. nyah.

Pass that last word over here... Hey, Colleen, you didn't save any, hmmph. *pout*

You are sooooo childish!!! GROW UP!!!

aw go on let me have the last word pleeeeaaaassssseeee..........

I don't wanna grow up...I'm a ToysRUs kid.....

ludd

...errr....The one and only MightyFionn asked me if I would come in 'ere and Spike your vat Colleen... His idea totally...nothing to do with me at all! I resisted, and resisted...but he told me he'd knock off me tweety birds if I didn't...

*runs past real fast....throws in a Helium SPIKE...runs down the road as she hears The Vat inhabitants cussin' in pitches higher than a kite caught in an Irish wind*

Weenie, I never, ever asked Silk to "SPIKE YER VAT". What I said was "I think you (Silk) should strike your chat" Silk was getting carried away with substance abuse (mescaline) and I thought her conversation was inappropriate. Yeah, that was it! She was talking about spiking your vat and I told her to "Strike Her Chat". Besides what possible use would helium have anyway right? It's a useless action spiking a vat of vodka with helium.

So I suggested that if you were to spike it with anything it should be Dry Vermouth and an olive or Mescaline.

Did I just say that? ? ? That was incorrect, I did not say that at all. That was just a slip of the tongue. Yeah that's it, I slipped. I never spoke to Silk at all, ever, about anything. I don't even know the guy, NOW THAT IS THE TRUTH!!

Helloooo C! (and Wuntoo!) Hey, any chance either of you'll be in Europe mid Sept? Holidays begin 12th thru 22nd...London, Hamburg, Amsterdam, Nice...

Perhaps we might do lunch? Long time, eh? Life is goooood. E me @ SH@Y.

Oh, and while we're on the acronyms...BMHBs

ssssshhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnoooooooonnnnn
*runs happily through the vat...* She's back!!!

Can you hear me now?


Good

No, what did you say? Can you speak louder?

actually, C is distracted for the next week spending the hard-earned money of a certain Paddy. So her Stoli is available for all - drink up while the Cats' away.
Seaneen Dubh.

ATTENTION... ATTENTION...

DO NOT TOUCH THE VAT. I REPEAT, DO NOT TOUCH THE VAT.

Seaneen Dubh was unauthorized to make the above announcement and has since been dealt with appropriately.

Thank you,
The Management
(ie Colleen)

P.S. Does anyone know where I can get some cement cheap? I have a body to bury...

I'm a Home Depot kinda woman myself. Ya think you'll need some fertilizer there too, C?

Nothing in four months? What happened?

Traveller

Colleen has given up the net to become a Ricky Martin groupie and is currently on the road.

GO WINGS GO

Sorry Colleen..... no "go wings go" this year.
No table dances...... alas alack.

GO DUCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!quack!

Did you know that a duck's "Quack" does not echo!!
........ I really need to get out more don't I?

Hmmmmm, have you ever not heard a duck's quack not echo? Or heard not a duck's quack echo?

what on earth are you talking about? Sheesh. Can leave you lot alone for a moment.

Kisses,
The Tir Princess

PS Yes, I'm still alive and yes it's really me.

Vat is going on?
Who gives a crispy duck if a ducks quack echoes?
I'm not a pheasant plucker,i'm a pheasant's pluckers son.
I'm only plucking pheasants 'till the pheasant plucker comes.

*wanders in with plate of freshly cooked crispy duck on bed of rice with dipping bowl of sweet chilli sauce*

*takes out order pad...looks about room...*

"Okay...who ordered the Crispy duck???!"

*places plate on bar top with serviettes, knives and forks. Adjusts Tir bistro apron...draws broadsword from hip sheath...assumes defensive elfin warrior queen pose...waits*

Tucks into crispy duck .Hey! wheres the plum and hoisin sauce and the pankakes to roll the duck up in? Geees do i have to go and get it myself Silk? Warrier queen pose ,like it but the apron has to go.Zena eat your heart out Silk has taken over..... :-) sionnach rua is an alias

*vows to visit at LEAST once a year...*

Hey Colleenie (Weenie)...Ha. Hope all is well and if you see the other Wench tell her I said "howdy!"

*borrows flamethrower & petrified mackeral*

Girl, you need to fire your housekeeper!
*hugs*

I had to choose between having a housekeeper and refilling the stoli vat.

It wasn't a difficult choice.

C.

*and the crowd chants.... THE VAT ... THE VAT...REFILL THE VAT...*

So then, do ya miss me? *sweet SEG smile*

*hic*.....
ya knows this place ain't the same since we here faithfully departed... *hoping she hears Da Oirish Brogue in dis.... *


*hic*

Sneaks in and finds the Vat unlocked and unguarded. Fills a mug, and tosses some money into the bowl on top of the Vat, heres a splat, and looks to discuver, "Wun"-tong-soup is in the bowl. goes to remove the money, but hears someone coming and hurries off.

...coming with the flamethrowers no doubt!!!...

TA DA!!!!!

*sorry. just needed to get that out of my system*

*LOL*...Is TA DA a new form of sneeze???

Feeling much better now I hope Colleen. Have you got a recipe for mulled vodka??? ;) Just curious - thought it might work better than lemon and honey for your cold.

*ahyeaahh..* She ain't got no cold... she's got a case of Stolyitis. Hank, are you around? What's the diagnosis on this poor wench?

Aspiration pneumonia. You're supposed to drink it, not inhale it!

Hey McGuire, i passed through red stick in July. did not see you *s*

You should have called. I would have sprung for dinner.

Well spank my bottom and pass my lipstick, what are we waiting for?

~W~

*Runs past Wun into cattle field sporting coiled lasso rope and waving hot branding iron*

If I can catch me that thar beasty *points into field*, do I get to keep him? I promise I'll look after him and drench him regularly!

*hollers with a war cry*...A steak!, A steak!....my Kingdom for a Steak!!!!

Sheesh... Where's da beef?

*yearly posting*....

Hullooooooooooo.....

*...STILL wondering what personal favours The Weenster did to get prime real estate on the Tir Message Board*

Hrumpf!

Hoping none of the wenches spot the tap line installed in the back of the Vat running through the wall out back.

*wonders how Colleen chose the wall next to the back to put her vat *

*trips over leftover party debris*...

Hey, Colleen....mind if I use your vat while you're away??

*doesn't wait for the answer - sets up for Grand St. Patty's Day Celebration... hangs new sign over Colleenie's sign*

WUN's BAR-B-QUE and HOOLEY - Starving Musician's Welcome!

Tip-toes around Wundamom, to grab a mug of Stoli. Glad to see the inn is open again!!!

*slaps a sticky message on Raven's back that says...*

"pet me then buy me a drink"

*yawn*

*drags her harp and guitar, and all manner of assorted other precussion equipment up to the vat, and starts plucking strings... and 'pinging' zills.... Sheesh! 'splains why I'm starvin'...* *holds out her mug for Vodka...*

*drops several Benjamin's into the starvin artist's cup*

You go girl... keep strummin.. and here.. go get a pedicure and a body massage too for all your efforts...

*thinks aloud* Women should like TOTALLY...rule the world...

*Tucks the 'Benji's' into her cleavage, and packs up the instruments and leaves with a twinkle in her eye....*

*comes back with another case or two of Stoli to pour into the Vat... the Benji's went for a good cause...*lol*

Methinks we should redecorate...I know Colleen would approve.

*Grabs some paint chips from Home Depot.. tucks a couple of brushes into her back pockets...* Well lets pick a new color or two, and get started!
*Unpacks a new Smithwick's Neon to hang in a window... *weg*

Indigo, I'm thinking shades of chocolate would look nice what do you think?

How's your experience with power tools?

heheheh... Power tools are some of my best friends.... *finds the chain saw... dubbed the 'acu-trim' tool at our house....*

I'm thinking we need to add a 'hot-tub room just off the stoli-vat area.... Yes, a Champagne Hot-tub.... that'll do...

Hot tub it is!

Won't Colleenster be pleasantly surprised when she returns???

Champagne?? ... better yet .. Stolli !

Champagne? Was is this, Lawrence Welk? *empties out champagne and fills with Jameson's*

OOOOOoooo! a tub full of whiskey! *trows a lighted match into the "HOT" tub*

(who the feck is Lawrence Welk?)

Jaysus! You need to research that one. Had a tv show on in the US that still plays on public tv. He played so called champagne music and had bubble machines going non-stop with bubbles everywhere. And what sort of a terrorist would set Jameson's on fire?

Someone who prefers Paddy?

We do not call it "setting Jameson's on fire" you heathenly! Tis in fact "Flambe-ing".

Get this!! *from the Jameson Website*...


"Irish Distillers and Pernod Ricard (Jameson makers)encourage a responsible attitude to the consumption of alcohol and actively discourage abuse and inappropriate consumption. Both companies are members of Social Aspects Organisations which are active in the promotion of responsible drinking."

Hmmmm... then in typical Irish form, under the page "How to enjoy", we have this...

"True to the spirit of John Jameson’s motto Sine Metu (meaning “without fear”), drinkers right across the globe choose to drink Jameson in all kinds of ways and in many different places."

Yes...and here at Tir, we are a fearless bunch o' paddies, and if we have to drink our Jameson's whilst we flambe in the j'cuzzi, then so we shall!

...*chants*
FLAMBE!
FLAMBE!
FLAMBE!
FLAMBE!

*...when you say "flambe" over and over again, it starts to sound like a spanish dance move!*

Silky...I think it is the Social Organization of the Ponderers Society, with translates into SOPS....*lol*
I think the Jameson tub will work out just peachy-fine....*lol* *takes a swig of her 16 year--can only get it at the distillery Jamie...*

Well, don't get steamed, but I prefer mine over a wee bit of ice or straight up

*ROFL*..... Sheesh, you guys...

McGuire, I'm not sure which is worse... you even suggesting Lawrence Welk OR, having to explain who he is/was! Dude, you're really old.

Oh.... *super duper hugs* to Lacie!!!!

???? Jamesons, j'cuzzis...geesh, skip a few months and all the fun happens without me :( *takes a shot of Jamesons, and runs some warm water in the tub* Okay, it's not the same!

turn offa da bubbla machine...

Should I be worried??? I just checked the 'chat log' and saw that a "Caitlin" signed on.... eeks... could it be.... is it...do you think....should I.....emmm... emmm....

OMG...*scurries to clean up Colleenie's Vat, just in case it is she returning to claim her rightful property*

*whew*

Okay everyone, MUM's the word! Don't tell her I did extreme makeover in the Vat and she'll.... never... never... know!
*cheesy grin*

It would be nice if (when) she graced our presence and brought the other wench along!
*closes eyes and chants*... I believe... I believe... I believe...I believe

Vat check, testing 1, 3, 8

US man survives chocolate ordeal


A 21-year-old US man ended up in hospital after spending two hours trapped in a vat of chocolate, police in Wisconsin said on Friday.
The man said he had climbed into the tank before becoming trapped waist-deep in chocolate, police chief Randy Berner told AP news agency.

However, other reports suggest he was stirring the chocolate when he fell in.

Rescue workers and staff at the Debelis Corporation used cocoa-butter to thin out the chocolate and pull him free.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/americas/5264566.stm

And that particular article was posted here.... BECAUSE WHY?????

Maybe because this is Collen's Vat and the guy "spent two hours trapped in a VAT of chocolate!" Now that in and of itself might not explain, except that everybody knows that the wenches love chocolate, (maybe even more than Mel Gibson.) Guest, you set the DUHHHHHH meter off at 100 on a scale of 0 to 98, but that's okay, most learn from negative as well as positive experiences.

Truffle?

nearly drowned in chocolate...whatta way to go, eh?

I'd rather fight my way to the surface of a vat of Baileys Irish Cream...*g*

I'd rather drink my way to the surface of a vat of Baileys Irish Cream...

I'd rather shop my way through a mall after sipping Bailey's Oirsh Cream...*hic*

Hellooo...cyberspace to wenches...

is this thing on?

Unbelievable. Not a single "Colleen's Vat" post during the entire year of 2007.

Busy year for all.

Oh yeah...and....SHEESH

A folks? hate to break the news... but the vat is Now a Still... and making Irish Whiskey for the Inn I am.... Lots and lots of delcious, smooth, water of life.....I moved the vat-now still to the back room at Fionn's Guest house....Which leaves more room at the Inn for a ?? mosh pit? a stage for bands? jello wrestling?? whadayathink???

Be still my trembling vat.

*LMAO!*

Hey Accasbel...do we have anymore prims hidden away at SL Tir? We might need to construct this Still in the secret room on ground level, so that Indie can tend it daily! *LOL*

There's a thought!
But... I'd better finish that throne first.

*giggles*...

*barrel samples the whiskey in the barrels..*... S.m.o.o.t.h......ready to bottle... Silkie? have ye some wee bit of art-fancy to put on the bottles of Indigo's Folly?

*falls off me chair laughing*... Omg Silk! this is grand!! *hugs*

Is it a bit like moon-shine ?

*LOL*....Moonshine indeed Acckers! :)

grand picture! Is it ready to drink yet?

Indie sends out invitations to some of her nearest and dearest friends to come to a botteling party....
We take this sterilized rubber hose.... and syphon the whiskey into the bottles.... one..by..one....
...and we have to take turns...or we start falling down alot....
There WILL be appitizers..... *lol*

what kind of apppetizers are you serving?

Well lets see... I'd serve some stuffed baby-bella mushrooms , and a cheese tray with asiago and smoked gouda, an aged white cheddar, and a milder style co-jack with a few kinds of crackers and maybe some roasted, cream cheese stuffed jalapenos.....

No sausage rolls, cold cuts, pates with breads/crackers, fruit skewers or other non dairy items?

No crispy fried locusts with plum port dipping sauce? :(

Ok, Ok... whoever would like to bring appitizers May!! *grins*

I'll bring non dairy as I cant eat your yummy sounding cheesy ones

I'll share my locusts with you Sha'. :)
I dare say if the locusts don't getcha, the Tir Whiskey will. :)

emmmmmm.... Whiskey..... oh wait...emmmmm Smithwicks.......*lolol*

Wellllllll, it's time to start botteling.... the first vintage circa 6 weeks...*lol* goes into the bottles.... I'll man the the siphon first...and Shaman, you cork... Silkie will put the labels on...
(great labels by the way! ) After a dozen bottles...we switch.. shaman on the siphon, silk corks, Indie labels... and so on.....

wowwww, haf wy thrw, n-ish goin right welllll...
anyone elsh wanna try to fill a few bottless?? *g8ggles*

*dials 666* Brrrrrp brrrrp!....oh....Hello?...Satan? Yes, it's me again....Devilspawn Silk...How are YOU!! How are the wife and kids doing? COLLEGE!!? Oh my goodness....he's come a long way since elementary pitchfork and flamethrowing classes!! Oh yes.....yes....oh I know!....yes!

Sate'...I just thought I'd let you know that we have another Noggian on the way. You'll like this one, she's spirited (excuse the pun). You think they'd know by know the evils of drink! Oh yes...I know....uh huh.....uh huh. Never mind, I guess it means one more on our team, so it's not all bad I guess. This one's doin' whiskey. Yep, yep....I know. I know. Yeah well...you know how it is. I mean you remember my arrival, that was after keg weekend with the male strippers.....uh huh...well, I didnt' get an option, they were all cheering, you know?... and no one else would get in the cake! It's a tough job, but some sods gotta do it. Anyhow. Make up a room near the furnace, and be nice to this one, she's a friend. Not too much roasting on the open spit, just a gentle stretching on the rack should suffice. Yes. Ok....talk to ya laterz Sate. Bye now. *click*

*chews 3 aspirin and drinks a gallon of water.....*
Thank you lady, for putting in a good word for me... I think...I think I just may need it... *grins*....but did that phone call have to BE SO LOUD.... fer the love of heaven...ooops I mean for the love of god woman,..oops.. ah geez for the love of distilled spirits.... shushhhhhhhh! *grins*

*cues theme music for TIRNANOG VAT IDOL*

What do you you think children of the nOg?....Shall we throw her in the vat and let her marinate, or shall we toss her a life preserver and haul her up from the cellar for another round?

Dial #1 for yes.
Dial #2 for no.

What happens when no one votes Silk?????

I tried to dial, but the number is always engaged.

I vote for 1 but it wont let me dial

"I'm sorry, but the number you have reached is no longer in service...please recheck the number you have dialed"