ES - Armand's Education

Dale, Richard N DaleRN at aetna.com
Mon Aug 23 14:46:14 PDT 1999


Armand it was not Stasha who was with us!

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From: Armand Dragonetti [mailto:dragonetti at generich.com]
Sent: Monday, August 23, 1999 3:54 PM
To: elfsea at Ansteorra.ORG
Subject: ES - Armand's Education


Big Sigh.......OK. Well.....might as well get it over with.
 
One evening at Pennsic, Mistress Stasha and Master Richard embarked on a
quest for excitement, bringing the young, *innocent*, Armand along with
them. (Ssshhh, no laughing.) After inspecting a hoffla (sp?) or two, this
merry troupe continued through the expanse of Pennsic to stumble upon a
party that featured woad painting, of which Armand had never seen.The
painting was free and all were invited to have some lovely artwork applied
to themselves. The line was long, as many availed themselves of this
opportunity. ALL parts of the anatomy were allowed as canvas for this
artwork. (Which, I might add, is not necessarily a good thing). Many then
wished to show off their new look around the fire during a Middle Eastern
dance session. Having not found the refreshments extraordinarily noteworthy,
Mistress Stasha and Master Richard chose to resume their quest. Armand's
feet were begging for rest, but reluctantly took him along with his guides.
After a short trek, it was decided that the hour was growing late and we
should return to our own encampment. However, we were faced with quite a
hike back and knew we would encounter several hills along the way. While
Armand was tired and ready for bed, his burning feet would not allow the
uphill trek home until they had first been given some rest. They knew the
woad painting party was near by and that there he would see
some.......chairs, and so took him there against his better judgment.
Eventually the feet were again happy and Armand quickly removed himself from
the debauchery that had been forced upon him. (Armand did manage to escape
without any woad painting applied to himself or being forced to dance
without a shirt.) While this tale screams for embellishment, I have
presented it without such. And that's no small feet. The moral of the story:
Beware of tired feet, you never know what trouble they may bring you.
 
-=Armand=-
Whose trouble may only be beginning.

Please explain? 

Fearghus 

Wes Duke        
 <mailto:Wduke at insurdata.com> Wduke at insurdata.com     
817-255-3240 


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From:   Armand Dragonetti [ SMTP:dragonetti at generich.com
<mailto:SMTP:dragonetti at generich.com> ] 


Woad painting? Woad painting?!? Aahhh, yes, I seem to recall some 
interesting woad painting upon some interesting canvases found at a camp 
that my chaperone's led me too.   8-> 

	-=Dragonetti=- 


	> Hey Armand seen any woad painting lately? 
> (smirk) 
> Richard Fairbourne 

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