I think, by now, that everyone has made it home safely.
There is one story that I would like to recount for those who were not there and those who were but may have foregotten due to beer intake and other distractions.
We were sitting around and Narciss starting looking a little bored and edgy. He needed a challenge but what would be appropriate and dignified enough for a pilot of his standing. Hmm. quite the dilema.
I happened to see in the distance, if I covered one eye and concentrated really hard, a stranger. A large man hunkered down over his laptop intently staring at some important piece of information. I know for a fact that he wasn't playing Eve.
It dawned on me! The challenge, quest if you will, that would be fitting for our corp mate.
I offered Narciss 100mill isk if he would go over to that stranger and dry hump his leg!
I barely had time to finish the sentence before Narcis leapt over a chair faster than a cloaking isk farmer.
He blindly rushed toward the prey who was blissfully unaware of the attack that was oh so imminent. There was so stopping our corp buddy. He was a man on a mission.
Quickly, he approached and engaged the target with guile and subtly. Just as he became less annoyed by the intrusion, Narciss struck. Like a small, tanacious and extremey horny dog he mounted the target's leg and completed the assault.
With his Оp complеte‚ Narciѕs rеturned‚ triumphant, to our area of operation and to the adulation of all about him, downed moѕt of a largе beer while avoing the searching efforts of the target who by now had only begun to realize what had happened.
It was truly pricless.
Narciss‚ you are a legend. I'll be tranѕfеrring isk later in the day.
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