I can't disclose what time the mafia sent their hit notice.
It should be noted that even if I'm around when I receive the mafia hit I sometimes wait to post it.(I wasn't around when I received this one)
How can you not be around when you received it? Personal messages have a time stamp, right?
I might have been greedy in asking for a whole twelve hours. Can I amend that request to the 7:05-10:35pm for the three and a half hour game? (Brewers won in 10 innings - finally got to see them win at the ballpark for the first time ever! ;D ) Not to mention the estimated 79-minute travel time between my zip code and Miller Park? maps.google.com/maps?client=firefox-a&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&hl=en&tab=wl
Post by purplefuzzystuff on Apr 9, 2008 15:05:57 GMT -5
Oh noes I've been turned on....lol....and thanks jenn...I agree we are in the same boat...as long as you're not in the Mafia boat lol.....
Ok I say this with all confidence "I am not Mafia".....
you have a good defense there kdogg....not being at your computer and whatnot.....and I'm sorry about the hippie vote...guilt just got to me and I didn't want to see her go....remember...it was either you or her and I gave you the benefit of the doubt being that you played well....remember....(am I changing minds with my puppy dog eyes? )
I'm sorry wooz you're never going to let me play again I am changing my vote to strum
purplefuzzystuff is enjoying a good old fashioned roo corndog before Umphreys McGee when suddenly she feels funny. She suddenly realizes that shes shrunk to microscopic size! She runs toward an object that might provide some cover from the foot traffic and hides under it. Suddenly, the object is picked up, and her foot gets caught in a string attached to the object.. it is too late by the time she realizes... its a glowstick! She is hurled up into the center of the crowd where she is quickly stepped on
It's the last night at Bonnaroo and what a weekend it's been. People have baked in the hot sun alive, someone gut shrunken into a spec that only Horton would've heard, and the mafia are out there somewhere. Where though? That will be revealed later...Strum is walking along shakedown with his friend, or so he thought, Jenn. Jenn's a little tired and off in the distance hears the sweet, sweet tunes of Jack Johnson. Jack Johnson is playing a small show in a tent. Across the way though, Cupcake has made some delicious special cupcakes with glittery toppings. Jenn wonders if Cupcake is out to kill her and decides to pass on the cupcakes and go listen to Jack sing her to sleep. Strum walks over to where Cupcake is and notices Alyroo. Strum is hesitant to eat with them but his appetite gets the best of him and he eats 100 cupcakes. Well, what goes in, must come out. As he's walking to the portos, he sees Kdogg. Kdogg is sitting in the middle of the way holding some sort of plant...Strum says hi and asks to partake. (Hey, you can never have too much food). Kdogg gives him a sly smile and says, "take it all." Strum takes the plant and eats it on his way to the bathroom, where he runs into Sadie, who's also in line. She seems to be very nervous...Strum, too impatient to investigate further, decides to just go behind the portos. The sun has finally set and all he sees is a shadow come up behind him. He turns around and says, "hey i just saw you at..." too late. A porto is pushed over on him by the person's accomplice. The poo is a horrifying smell and the only evidence left is a cupcake wrapper that was found by his body. The only person who saw was Wooz, who was threatened to silence by unlimited corn.
holy crap...superbek i want to say that you were picked COMPLETELY at random to die....almostcertain wasn't even mafia. i'm good also, sorry to anyone i tricked. but....that's why i'm mafia and you weren't
Post by strumntheguitar on Apr 9, 2008 17:36:23 GMT -5
Well... I left this morning thinking we'd be without kdogg, and then came back to see that there had been an uprise against me, but then that i survived it to live another day, only to later see that i ate 100 cupcakes and then was crushed by a porto? what a shizzy evening!