[BufordP]

The following conversation took place last Friday at approximately 6:45pm...

DC Chapter:	"Damn it's cold! Maybe if Code Pink doesn't show up we can all go home."
Code Pink:	"Damn it's cold! Maybe if the Freepers don't show up we can all go home."
DC Chapter/Code Pink:	"Look across the street! DAMN!"

[Coop]

Buford, I hear you will forego our comfy and lovely outdoor environment and cold pizza, lukewarm cocoa and camaraderie tonight in order to bravely face off against co-workers at your company Christmas party. Your bravery is to be applauded as you square off against demonic gift givers, bio warfare underneath the mistletoe, psychological operations under the guise of Christmas music, and of course the dreaded alcohol and delicious food. All within the confines of a heated room ripe for germ exchange.

God be with you. You are my hero!

[Albion Wilde]

The following conversation took place last Friday at approximately 6:45pm... "Look across the street! DAMN!"

I clocked it... they didn't even show up until 7:10, and that was only two of them. They only had four by 7:20. And their "full strength" of 11 scuzzbombs at around 8:00pm only lasted for fifteen minutes, then began dwindling rapidly.