There are certain BRFL Absolute Truths:
Clem will lose a fuckload of money every year.
Randy will make arrogant douchy comments throughout the season.
Everyone wants to tell Mikey to shove his emoticons and positive comments up his ass.
And somehow, some way, Jim and Denise find a way to top the previous year's Jambo.
This year was no exception, folks. The food was, per usual, amazing. The company, despite being made up of BRFL members, was entertaining. And the Kommissioner's Komments were pithy yet poignant.
And the pie. Barb's pie was as barbspiey as ever. Always moist and sweet.
We can't thank the Commissioner (well, actually Denise) enough for the hospitality that is the highlight of the semi-professional illegal gaming circuit. Here's to you, Mr. Party-throwin' Commissioner for Life Guy. An evening that was well played. Well played indeed, sir.
Thanks, DPud. I wanted to spend more time on the strange iconography of the BRFL (The Liberace, the Origins of the Bruce Pinkernell, Bronies) but I didn't want the little kids going home asking, "Mommy, who was Liberace? And what's a Bronie?".
ReplyDeleteAs usual it was the incredible guest list that made the Jambo the successful Jambo it was. Turns out Belle nailed the left over Chicken Tika Massala when no one was looking. Laid down some nice puke puddles the next day.
And, on that note, we're underway for Season 11. All we need is the AP Poll. Sharpen your pencils, Brothers and Sisters and thanks a million for making the trip to Fair Street for the Jambo!