"There have been days and discussion threads where I feel like I'm standing on a chair in the middle of the proverbial tavern brawl, trying to talk sense while furniture and bodies go flying through the air all around me . . . :P"
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...Which is when one usually ends up slipping out the door as soon as there's a clear line to it, and going to another, quieter and more comfortably furnished tavern where, if one is lucky, one may find someone else who did the same thing, and can have a companionable talk about how stupid everyone is at that *other* tavern.
If you're *un*lucky of course, that's the moment when you find out one of the former brawlers has stalked you to your hiding place... =:o{
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timeasmymeasure
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Date: 2009-06-01 10:10 am (UTC)[NOD NOD]
...Which is when one usually ends up slipping out the door as soon as there's a clear line to it, and going to another, quieter and more comfortably furnished tavern where, if one is lucky, one may find someone else who did the same thing, and can have a companionable talk about how stupid everyone is at that *other* tavern.
If you're *un*lucky of course, that's the moment when you find out one of the former brawlers has stalked you to your hiding place... =:o{