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Post #326608 by Cammo on Mon, Aug 20, 2007 1:12 AM

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Cammo posted on Mon, Aug 20, 2007 1:12 AM

Now THAT was fun.

Everybody was amazing, but I think Billy Bobaloo stole the show with his constant wisecracks, his one arm chopping style, his constant enthusiastic sales, his extremely decorative wife, and his bottomless-pit capacity for drugs and alcohol.

In other words, he's my new hero.

I saw Buzzy sweat for the very first time, which was weird becase he seemed to magically have the only shade in the entire poolside vending area and sat there taking people's cash all day. He may have simply dabbed water on his forehead to make it LOOK like he was working really hard.

Otto seemed to have more fun than anybody else, except for our Billy Bee. And Otto loved our Carving Village. He was totally into the idea from day one, and his eyes lit up with a crazed glow when I told him we had new converts like Thomas.

Cheeky had the best party and the best drink, no contest.

Cripes, that Thomas guy flew through that log.

4WD did real good. REAL good.

The pool was 9.5 feet in the deep end. Excellent pool. Crazy Al kept chickening out (cluck, cluck!) when I dared him to race me.

Bamboo Ben is CRAZY. Crazy Al is the SANEST man I've ever met.

Mieko made new pendants Saturday night, those are the ones that hit the auction and paid in spades for the pendant materials.

The Sunday auction was a big hit. We netted plenty for ribs and onion rings next time; like Mieko says, thank Bosko and Danny for them.

Tiki-Ray was blushing beet red when we auctioned off his green shields, which is pretty hard to achieve considering some of the photo shoots he's been a part of.

Vegas Lee went home real happy.

I made a big tongue.

Blackstrap Rum goes great with that Shasta Tiki Soda. We have it on good authority that it tasted better than the drinks Beachbum Berry was making next door.

If you rub Kennie's hair you get good luck.

Kate was there chopping 9:30am Friday to the end of the day Sunday, and still managed to teleport herself to the shopping and back like a sped-up cartoon.

Anyway, time for bed.