As of yet, no one had done a shot of drain opener, nor professed their
love for their dead gay son, nor done anything at all naughty (gently)
with a chain saw. However, when we noticed a bit of talk about the
possibility of lighting cigarettes off of each other's hands and the sudden run on
Corn Nuts, we knew that the natives were getting restless...waiting for the
post-death-match-croquet set by PL3K to begin.