"No thank you Fin. I want to stay as sober as possible anyway its not even 10:00 yet. How can you be drinking this early?" Says Trippo, as he begins to turn and see the other side of the party.
He gets to the buffet line and picks some food, and one of those delightful balrog wings he had heard so much about. Trippo heads over to the mods table and sits down and wonders. "When will the barrow-wight make his huge entrance?"
[ May 02, 2003: Message edited by: Trippo The Hippo ]
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Shouldn't he be the disco steward?
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