Secret Bushcrafter's Ball

[Toadflax]

After a night racking my brains for some more clever quips...

Suckin' on frozen flames ter keep warm. Thou all 'ad it eeaasssy.

We nower 'ad flint an' steel ter light our fires. We 'ad ter argue wi' t' missus 'til the sparks flew, and then we 'ad ter catch them in t' fluff we gathered from our own belly buttons. That's 'ow we 'ad ter light fires.

An' if the missus weren't in an argutative mood, we 'ad ter sting our sens all ower wi' nettles so that t' smartin' would keep us warm.

An' look at us now. We've come a long way. We've got servants to do all that fer us. "I say, lad! Young Mears ower there. Keep that mahogany bowdrill goin'. We got grilled bear fer us dinner tonight."

Geoff

 

[Biker]

:notworthy

Argued with the missus till spark flew. That's inspired mate!

I seem to be good at that with mine, I wonder if I should try lighting the fire.

 

[Bushwhacker]

We were so poor my mum used to make us throw stones at steam trains, hoping that an angry fireman would lob a chunk of coal back at us.

 

[Toadflax]

Maybe we should gather this thread into a script, and do a revue round the campfire at the moot!


Geoff

 

[Shambling Shaman]

Maybe we should gather this thread into a script, and do a revue round the campfire at the moot!


Geoff

Sorry did you say blessed are the cheese makers??

 

[John Fenna]

Nah - the Parrot is dead!
Anyway - what did the Romans ever do for US?

 

[Northern Giant UK]

You ad it cushy!. . .
We wuz so poor we couldn' afford knives we ad to sharpen us teeth on rocks from t' river and we couldn't afford wood niether so us used to make us feather sticks be chewing our used hedgehogs with us bushcraft teeth!.

 

[Shambling Shaman]

Nah - the Parrot is dead!
Anyway - what did the Romans ever do for US?

Lovely plumage.

Wine!

 

[Andy2112]

We were so poor and couldn't afford proper clothes so i went to school for five years dressed as a Japanese admiral

 

[Wilderbeast]

you were lucky,

When I were a lad we didn't have implements of varying sharpness. If we wanted to cut anything we'd have to bash our own teeth out wit' tree trunk, stick it ont stick with the ooze from our sores and then strop ont our leathery soled feet