Nothing much to say this time. I welcome any new people who want to join, either by having me write them in to my stuff or by writing your own skits (I think I do an ok job at tying in to other people's skits). This is a little better than the last one, but I have a hard time telling. I mean, I find it funny, but I do tend to be obscure at times. All feedback is welcome.

-- Kevin (Finding a room in Milwaukee wasn't as hard as I thought it would be...)

She goes down slow like a shot of gin
She's got an Angel's face and the Devil's grin
She kinda stared me down as I looked her up
She says "I'm your poison, now you drink a cup."

"Love on the Rocks", Poison.

The Goddess (GC), Paul Holdsworth (PH), Jason Blevins (JB), James Tillman (JT) and Gerry Tentler (GT) standing outside the Goddess' Temple, trying to decide how to do the Survivor thing.

GC: First we need a location!

PH: It should be somewhere remote and primitive, like an island or a tundra or--

GT: --the catacombs under New Cirra!

JT: There are catacombs under New Cirra?

GT: Oh yeah! They're great when you're trying to hide from The Godd--

GC: {{Looks at Gerry}}

GT: --eramingnerfer.

JT: The goderamingnerfer?

GT: Err, it's a German marmot. Vicious creature. As I was saying, the catacombs are a great place to run this contest.

JB: Wait, doesn't Wight live there?

GT: Technically... yes, I believe he does.

JB: And isn't he your friend?

GT: I don't think Wight has any friends.

JB: Didn't you help him find his teeth the last time Heresy took them?

GT: Was that me?

GC: Enough! We're not doing this in the catacombs. It's too dank and dirty.