tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142757627515553170.post8641254557620698381..comments2024-03-13T19:35:26.748-07:00Comments on Transitive Property of Gaming: Proclamation of Diswelcomerbbergstromhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04642655645136452700noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142757627515553170.post-79963839173723373252007-11-14T16:34:00.000-08:002007-11-14T16:34:00.000-08:00I'd forgotten that line by Liam's PC. Disgraceful ...I'd forgotten that line by Liam's PC. Disgraceful things constantly fall out of his mouth. <BR/><BR/>I remember the bunch of you (Jeremy, Liam and Eddie, I think it was) all slowly cocking your heads to the side in unison as if watching some particular bit of astounding sexual acrobatics at the base of the ziggurat in Sumeria. Cracked me up. I was impressed how quickly the three of you rbbergstromhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04642655645136452700noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2142757627515553170.post-48015458455745441052007-11-14T14:04:00.000-08:002007-11-14T14:04:00.000-08:00Good to have this online.It was on a trip to Calif...Good to have this online.<BR/><BR/>It was on a trip to California, where I meant John and he suggested to me that I write quotes down from each gaming session. I wish only that he had told me something like that before we had started this game. There would have been some good ones, I'd wager.<BR/><BR/>I vaguely remember Kelly saying--to Aaron--something along the lines of "remember that bit Jeremy Ricehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12256074521855601742noreply@blogger.com