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archonix


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    But in brighter news

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Jul
1st
2019

What do you get when you combine a sock, a plum and a beard? · 11:36pm Jul 1st, 2019

Pie.

I'm descended from Lancashire. Everything is Pie.

But to be brief, over the weeklend, there was a sudden and somewhat impromptu meetup between myself Belligerent Sock (whose username is rather inaccurate) and Professor Plum (whose username is extremely accurate, as indicated by his heart of stone and generally plummy demeanour). We ate pie, drank a lot, and discussed world war 2, Gun Jesus, Dumas, mountain dew on APCs and a bunch of other stuff that I can't remember.

It was fun. There were strange corn horses. Also, Sock is a lot smaller than his voice might indicate.

Or compact. That's a better way of putting it. Compact. Like a P90. And just as cutting.

There was probably more to say, but I stomped all over it because I was drunk.

Till next time!

e: photos, thanks to plum


What us that contraption?


Where did my neck go? And why is there a warning light on the ceiling?


Jaysus it's a Scot! Run!

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Comments ( 8 )
PresentPerfect
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the neck was inside you, all along

Hey, the P90 is highly overrated... Ahem. I mean it looks like a lot of fun. Wish I could have stopped by, but if you're ever in Kansas City, I'm in.

Forget the pies, that sausage and mash potatoes dish looks glorious...

I'm descended from Lancashire. Everything is Pie.

One of my favorite little mini myths I've heard is that The Devil came to Lancashire one day, saw somebody eating Stargazy Pie, and ran away screaming:

"If they'll eat that, then if I'm not careful then surely they'll have Devil Pie next!"

upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/4/40/Baked_stargazy_pie.jpg

And to this day, it is the one place on Earth that strikes fear into The Devil's heart, and he'll never, ever go back to. :rainbowlaugh:

5084075
And then he went to Yorkshire.

Pretty sure that thing is from Cornwall, though. Thems reet queer them.

5084096

:facehoof:

My bad. Never been to England, so a lot of the regional names blend together a bit, and it was years since I heard that story the first time. :twilightblush:

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