AIBU in thinking that the IPOAT hall has transported to another dimension

[Minimammoth]

Where has it gone? Just as I was about to start sprucing it up for the jubilee and start tatting the bunting?

[Hullygully]

oh gawd I wish I was...

Ne'er mind. I shall see about ordering lengths of tulle and crushed velveteen for my undergarments.

[Fiderer]

I should be careful with the velveteen, Hully. There may be moisture Our last dance master exuded the most odd fluids.

[Jins]

Ladies, I think I'm going to elope. I have hoped and hoped for a suitable husband to be found but the world outside our hallowed halls is crazed and I need a little respite.

I will spend the rest of the day searching for a suitable candidate for elopement

[Jins]

He looks perfect. I need to see him standing though. We don't need another Mr Rochester

[Jins]

More hopeful. Assuming of course that there is no hidden supporting structure and hideous bandaging

Mind you that chest could sway me...

[sybilvimes]

Goodness! Who wouldn't want to elope with such a chest fine upstanding young man?

I must admit Jins I too have been wearied by the world outside the Halls hallowed walls. I find I rarely speak at all on my occasional forays into the wilderness for fear of provoking the madness.

I shall look forward to the Ball, although surely Mistress Hully 'undergarments' in the form of pantaloons are still considered 'fast' in the haut ton? I should hate for an impressionable young man to get the right wrong idea about your good self.

[Jins]

It's getting better all the time. It would seem that his hips are his own at the very least

[Umami]

Lawks yet again. I have spent the last million years few minutes reading Hully's thread decrying the march of vanilla po. 'Tis indeed safer to remain within the confines of the Hall, though I also occasionally venture outside for some external tatting classes.

[Hullygully]

Gosh who is that fetching young man? I am happy to interview him in the parlour in private to assess his suitability for one of our ilk.

That scroll grew rather dear Widow. I fear I must stop starting them.

[Hullygully]

I have had a letter from the dear Reverend imploring me to take his unruly nephew under my wing. He enclosed a dageurrotype of the dear boy who does iondeed look in need of nurture. Lots of nurture and intimate attention.

[Jins]

He looks a bit simple Mistress Hully.

Is he the one that the nurse never took to

[Hullygully]

A BIT SIMPLE?

No he certainly is not. He is the one that caused the nurse to throw herself under a herd of ducks in deep distress when he turned down her advances to protect his young tender upstanding honour.

[Hullygully]

All right I grant you his expression is not at its best there, but my gaze was drawn to his vulnerable and exposed abs.

[Umami]

Herd of ducks? Is that a hint? Is there a duck in our midst Hully?

[Umami]

[Hullygully]

I think not Widow, the ducks lived at the dear youth's home. They had sadly gone rogue and feral when the nurse hurled herself in their path.

[Umami]

Your scroll is impressive in its length. I also greatly enjoyed the irony of an anti-po thread containing approx 1200 posts of, well, complaints

[Hullygully]

[Hullygully]

yes but complaints about complaints.

Different entirely. huh.

[Umami]

A feral duck is a plague indeed.

[Umami]

Po-po?

'Tis like the trollhunter-hunters. Vair confusing terminology.

[Umami]

I think we may need Miss Entropy to understand the differences between po and anti-po; it sounds like physics to me.

What happens if you insert po into your Large Hard-on Collider, eh? Tell me that?