For a couple of days, I shall be up in the cold (not really) and frigid (also not really) northlands, where I shall be dining upon roasted wild marshmallows that I'll have to wrangle myself and all that fun stuff besides.
I shall return Monday evening!
Sounds challenging. Have fun!
Enjoy the marshmellows!
(Posted from teh phonez)
Goodluck! Be careful of the mother marshmallows.
Is your body still intact?
Lucky bastard.
My uncle lost a whole hand in the Marshmallow rampage of '93, when the wild marshmallows suddenly ate everything in their path, much akin to how the locusts did so with crops. I wasn't alive when it happened, but his words still shake me to this very second.