Reply #186: "Oh, bleeeeeeeeever," she breathed, "You are my heeeeero... [View All]

[Nothing Without Hope]

...and I'd like another Guinness, please.." :beer:

The EDVs looked at each other and shook their heads. How could they have, even for a minute, imagined that those big hulking Norwegian cross-country skiers could match the beloved he-men of the ASTB? Foolish, foolish impulse, no doubt brought on by estrogen excess fogging the brain:
:nuke: :nuke: :crazy: :nuke: :nuke:
"There's no place like home!" they realized, as a faint, muffled shout of "Uff DAAAAAH!!!" floated in from the direction of the storeroom. Now where WAS that bartender??

The politically obtuse skiers were sent out to find their own damn clubhouse:

and the saddest thing was that they never knew what they had missed!

In the distance, the light from the fireplace showed through the KOEB clubhouse windows as the lights went out, one by one, except for the ones on the video setup outside the storeroom window. Squinting slightly in one eye between takes, bleever reflected on the many challenges and rewards of association with the KOEB EDVs. Worth it, he decided. Definitely worth it.