Skype was epic. We read a few poems and songs at the very beginning, and we kept the British-type people up later than we probably should have. I missed part at the beginning, but otherwise was there for most of it. We had a ton of fun. Alas, Steve did not bring out his saxaphone, but there was a good reason for this.
My nose was bitten off by Sally, who was upset with me for my continual dying (coughing). We lost The Game rather often (I just lost The Game) and the others disscussed Doctor Who and such incomprehensible things.
(Next time, guys, I'm going to start off on Australian Rules Football - then you'll be just as lost.
) Steve abducted TGEW, and Sally was upset that he didn't take her, too. Steve also decided to make a dictionary with his own personal definitions for everything, leaving out words he doesn't want (such as gullible). Twas epically fun!