04-17-2026, 10:35 PM
Need some feedback from the Experienced members of DOOM. Twice this week sketchy dudes (definitely *not* Tasteful Dudes) have dropped by (once during the day at the shop, and just tonight at the fencing club) to “invite us to a party on Sunday. It’s for 4/20…”. No paper or postcard invite, just a sketchy dude with sunbeaten face and a greasy ponytail, wearing a battered, cheap motorcycle jacket with a verbal invite.
Uh, does this sound plausible, or are they just casing the joint (get it? “Joint”! I’m hilarious!)
Uh, does this sound plausible, or are they just casing the joint (get it? “Joint”! I’m hilarious!)
In the Tudor Period, Fencing Masters were classified in the Vagrancy Laws along with Actors, Gypsys, Vagabonds, Sturdy Rogues, and the owners of performing bears.