The Hive is (realy) Dead! Long Live the Hive Mind!

[Angel Tarragon]

Buttercup has been around long enough that GenCon is a family reunion for her.

True enough.

 

[Dog Moon]

GenCon! Hope to see some of you there next year! [Guess which one(s) of you I DON'T want to see there. Bwahaha!]

 

[Aurora]

GenCon! Hope to see some of you there next year! [Guess which one(s) of you I DON'T want to see there. Bwahaha!]

I know you mean me you big meanie

 

[Dog Moon]

I know you mean me you big meanie

Hehe. Maybe, maybe not.

[One of my coworkers says that frequently. 'Think this'll happen? Maybe, maybe not.' Always annoys me]

 

[Mycanid]

By far the best bar to me though is a good ol' Irish pub, complete with Irish folk music.

You fiendette! You never told me you loved Irish folk music! I am a GREAT fan of it maself as well, although I am quite partial to Scottish and old British as well.

Hello everyone, by the way. Down in the office fer a bit. Left something at work.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

Guess which one(s) of you I DON'T want to see there. Bwahaha!

Well, I am going to be there, come hell or high water.

 

[Mycanid]

Hmm ... I would have to guess it is going to be me you don't want to see. And I don't blame you.

 

[Mycanid]

See? I arrive and everyone runs away. One of those hive things I guess.

 

[Angel Tarragon]

See? I arrive and everyone runs away. One of those hive things I guess.

I am still here, for a little while longe. I was just reading The Sheila Variations: It's A Privlege To Pee. Frakked up!

 

[Mycanid]

S'okay ... I have to play the hypocrite and vamoose maself. I'll talk to you later!