I made it back from the most intense mission 24 hours I’ve experienced in a long time. These people could put a rugby club to shame.

I finally got to meet my Internet Chic in person, and I’m telling you, she is an absolute killer, a real head turner who wears weapons on her feet.

Kelley is a classic Southern Woman whose stamina is remarkable. If I’d been as under the weather as she was, I couldn’t of made the trip.

My Blogfather Acidman is intense, yet laid back at the same time. I believe he lives every day like it might be his last. Don’t ever let him hand you a loaded gun. Anyway, now that we’ve met, I can call him by his first name. It was a pleasure to make your acquaintance Rob.

Catfish will tell it like it is, and is the type of guy you like to have around. The bearer of fresh moonshine and other assorted felonies.

The Single Southern Guy is going to have to change his name in the future, if he can remember what it was. If not, I’m sure his girlfriend can clue him in.

The Straight White Guy and the Straight White Wife were a pleasure to be around. I was his drink boy, but trust me; I wasn’t going to argue for fear of the blade.

Velociman and the Mutant are one and the same. I agree with Rob on this. It’s good to have either one of ‘em watching your back.

I wish This Guy had shown up, but I did get to talk to him on the phone.

These folks take having a good time seriously, and I’m amazed the cops didn’t show up. Although, we did get the warning call.

Thanks to everyone for a great time, and it was nice to meet you all.