Monday, July 11, 2005

A Proposal


No, this is not asking for your hand in marriage, but something maybe a little less formal: a meeting of the critters at the Frialator. In case you have never been to this delightful establishment, it is located in the coastal fringes of Chelsea Forest, and it is particularly nice at around 8 or 8:30, when you can see the sun set over the distant region of Krixfortburg. Maybe we could all agree on a 7:30 or 8:00 time on a night that is mutually free? Sloth hopes.

14 Comments:

At 12:11 AM, Blogger sloth said...

The upper and/or outer limits of the Frialator are the nicest. It isn't quite Ned's exactly, but it has it's own charms.

 
At 1:42 AM, Blogger mountain man said...

Yes Sloth. I am in need. Deeply oils in my wants.

 
At 9:06 AM, Anonymous nardlet said...

How about Friday, or should I say Fryday?

 
At 9:20 AM, Blogger mountain man said...

That could work grandly for me...good Sloth, good thinking!

 
At 9:27 AM, Blogger sloth said...

Yay! This will be fun. The fried martinis are the best.

 
At 9:32 AM, Blogger Corny said...

I would like to drink greasy martinis too. But say, where is the Frialator exactly?

 
At 9:48 AM, Blogger sloth said...

Cool! Corny's coming! The Fryolator is one block north of the Chelsea Pain Arena, the one with the rock-climbing wall. The Fryolator is a floating wonderland, Corny. You can bring your dog and bare feets.

 
At 10:03 AM, Blogger fairy butler said...

I believe I have enough pam left for some fry fry on fryday. Can I bring my portable karaoke machine?

 
At 12:36 PM, Anonymous krixfort said...

I think I am knowing of the whereabouts of fryolator. . .but maybe not? Is it by the city of Basketballs?

 
At 3:22 PM, Anonymous ham said...

I'm there slothy. I'm hoping for a fried snickers.

 
At 3:33 PM, Blogger Corny said...

Oh THAT fryolator, upwind from the City of Pain, I know by which you spokth. I will do do interperative dance movements to Chariots Of Fire Theme by Vangelis as we do fried jello shooters.

 
At 12:22 AM, Blogger sloth said...

How about a rendezvous at the bleachers at the very, very tip? Behind the sculputure of the lady with her head in her lap... between 7:30 and 8:00, say?

 
At 12:45 AM, Blogger sloth said...

Or maybe the very, veryest tip, in front of the lady? This way, if the sun is too bright we can face inland.

 
At 2:43 PM, Anonymous pd said...

I do not know this frialator--i don't think.

 

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