I’m back. the weekend kicked ass. i’m dead tired because somehow i ended up going to sleep at 4 am every day and waking up before 9am. don’t ask. i’ll post more when i wake up. did some thinking, reading and pondering. came to several realizations, along with gaining some recognition. all i can say is: some wiccans don’t know how to have fun in ritual, but it was damned hilarious to watch their face when they realized the chalice held whiskey – after they drank it. hell, what else do they think ‘waters of life’ mean? athlete’s foot?
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you wicked woman you – sneaking whiskey into their Zephyrhills
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well, had they shown up for the ritual walk-through they would have found out. *eg* it was great, and yes, we’re evil. *giggles*
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Its not like its the water of live from Dune. Sand worm Vomit (aka water of life!). Though some would think the same of both types of liquids with regards to taste and effect on one’s brains.
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