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Oh geez ...
I don't know who to blame this one on, frankly, but I suppose Death is
always a good scapegoat. I bet him that he couldn't get the Balrog drunk.
He said he could, and he could do one better. The next thing I know, the
Turkeysaurus from last year's Thanksgiving event is crashing around the
Sparkle docks, drunk as I've ever seen anyone! It didn't last long, though,
as he stumbled toward the auctioneer's tent in midtown and ended up falling
down the well!
I think he's still down there. He's sobered up, and I think he's pretty
grumpy. Anyway, if anyone wants to play with him ... BE WARNED. He isn't
a happy bird.
But I am! Happy Thanksgiving, and have fun.
G.