From: "Rev. Ivan Stang" <email@example.com>
On Jul 7, 10:52 am, "Rev. Richard Skull" <msh...@verizon.net>
> My description of this years X-Day?
> My nose glands decided to bleed on my first and last nights at
> The last SubG Stigmata was the worstest! Bleed for at least an hour!
> Needed a nose tampion to keep the bood in and the ants out!
> The bleed nostril made me miss the Aminos's and Fat Free. Although I
> did enjoy them from the solitude of the camper, with a large piece of
> paper towl stuick up my nose.
> Got to see many of scrapple cherry popped! To include Stang's!
> Seems Stang had only tasted Scrapple in Los Vegas. AS anyone could
> tell you, that was Conspiracy Scrapple!
> An attempt by the "Con" to give scrapple a bad name!
> HE got to sample a piece of REAL Scrapple! Complete with snout and Pig
Thank god I managed to stumble to your chuck wagon in time! There was
only one piece left but it was GREAT! Crispy on the outside, hot and
soft and mealy on the inside, it was pure pork gross-part Heaven!
Praise you, praise you Rev; Skull for your Scrapple!
And for your
Jelly! A whole sack of jar after jar of fresh-squeezed Skull Jelly and
Skull Butter, all pressed from the Rev. Skull skull!
We never got around to the Big Head Contest. Rev. BIOU
don't know whether this is because she would make us feel bad by
winning so easily or if it was because she's been lying and her skull
isn't that big.
It does LOOK pretty big. But that looming forehead is
probably not the
first of three things that people notice about her.
I secretly provided Sifu with pulpo! AHAHAHAHA!
> I got my Bobby Award! I was so happy, I soiled my underwear! Well, I
> usually soil my underwear whether I am happy or not.
> All other achievments in my life now PALE to that of my Bobbie Award!
> The trip home was uneventful, except for the Pink going home HAPPY
> that the world did not end!
Our tip home didn't end until we woke up today at 2:30
afternoon. We/I, Hal, Dave and Dr. Sinister were all up late into the
night broadcasting lies about our adventures to all of WCSB's radio
audience. The UFOs that were sighted both Saturday night and Sunday
morning at Brushwood were discussed at length.
It is plain now, finally, that all this time, when we
was saying "flying saucer," he was really saying "Flying Sausage." In
that respect, this was the first X-Day drill that really WAS a
"sausage fest" in the most literal way.
We haven't counted the attendance names list (or the
money) but so far
I would guestimate that this Drill had more than twice as many people
as the one in 2007.
But now I must slowly and gradually haul the crap from
the car and
living room up to the office or down to the basement. We will surely
have endless photographic and video reports to come, although my DV
camera appears to have broken late Sunday. (ACE has an exact duplicate
spare I can use though).
Thanks to Pater Nostril's sound engineering and the
bands and ranters,
I have a stack of something like 15 CDs of X- Day audio progamming to
wade through for Hour of Slack. Plus the two Synesthesia shows with
Hal & Dave.
Priestess Pisces can now be declared "STANG II"
as she dutifully took
on her shoulders the weight of the world and all its nervous
breakdowns -- and came through the end of the gauntlet looking and
smelling fresh as a rose! Quite an improvement over Stang 1,
especially in schent.
From: "Rev. Back It On Up 13" <firstname.lastname@example.org>
> We never got around to the Big Head Contest. Rev.
BIOU refused. I
> don't know whether this is because she would make us feel bad by
> winning so easily or if it was because she's been lying and her skull
> isn't that big.
> It does LOOK pretty big. But that looming forehead is probably not the
> first of three things that people notice about her.
I don't recall being asked for a measurement. I don't
recall a lot of
things, but a measuring tape coming at my giant dome might have stood
out in my mind somewhat.
It turns out that I am validated as adorable, despite
handicap. So I've got that going for me, which is nice.
Subject: Re: Post Modern Post X-Day Post
From: Popess Pantiara Evokovitch <email@example.com>
On Jul 7, 2:05 pm, "Rev. Ivan Stang" <st...@subgenius.com> wrote:
> Priestess Pisces can now be declared "STANG
II" as she dutifully took
> on her shoulders the weight of the world and all its nervous
> breakdowns -- and came through the end of the gauntlet looking and
> smelling fresh as a rose!
You didn't see her after the X-Day Stragglers After
Party. In the
words of Dr. Legume, "Heh heh heh."
I won't go into detail.
But I agree, and thank her tremendously for the effort I certainly
wouldn't want to take upon myself during a vacation.