It's cold and dark here and it's not the best of times for feeling highspirited, especially after reading all the posts from the Florida folks taunting us coldweather suckers.

Yes, I'd move if I could but that could be also turn out a bitch. See, in posting this I officially become a member of the Brotherhood of the Slug with the lucky number of 13. Them PNWNS people are right neigbourly folks with hearts as big as Pacific and an attitude for breaking down international borders that would benefit the people at the UN.

See, Snarl and I met a long time ago in this here strange meetingplace called the Virtual Bar & Grill. We hung and bantered like usual and somehow got into pulling a stunt or two to make sure we got some highdollar items into the EKIII auction. Hehehe, we snuckered behind your backs over e-mail so as to pull some tricks to get the bids in and get them real high. It worked really well except for the fact that it was ourselves that turned highbidders on the others guys' item. Snarl is the proud owner of the worlds most expensive single issue of a biker rag: He put down some 100 (count'em folks one-hundred) bucks for a current issue of the Swedish rag MCM and I in turn got suckered into paying the same amount for the now internationally known ChiliFarter saddle that is still oozing unknown substances into the atmosphere

Hm, I have this nagging feeling Snarl still owes the auction $20 for one of the numerous bets he's lost to me over time ; )

This was the start of a real good relationship between an American and a Swede literally a world apart. We've exchanged a few li'l amusing items over slug-mail and have had a couple of phoneconversations, the first one being me calling Snarl up: "Hello" and I introduce myself with the only polite English phrase I know, "Hey Motherfucker", which gets me a no-hesitation dead calm reply "Yes, I've been called that a number of times" and off we go.

To the friggin' point: The Brotherhood of the Slug has a provision that says something to the effect that "if there's some numbnut that can't become a BS by simply getting on a bike and ride into Washington state due to being a bit off-site like in Australia, England, Europe, Slobovia etc., then said screwball can be nominated by a BS to get a bs number anyway as long as he/she does not reside on the continental US". So, I'm now bs#13 and as soon as I move to Florida that number could be lost.

Quite a quandary. Whatever, I am a bit moved about being a member of a group of such internationally known BSers and spinners-of-excellent-and-outrageous-yarns like Dennis Peterson, Madman, Snarl and the rest of the Slugs.

And somehow it feels closer to spring.

Regards
PiPPi
#66, bs#13