I was talking to a friend once who told me she and her husband belonged to one of these groups. We were talking about it because she was explaining to me that in two weeks it was her turn to host the dinner. She'd sent out the invites with a western theme that she'd made on the computer. Using words like ho down and rustler, stuff like that. Gave hints of what to bring and what time to be there, "half past 7 pardner".
I saw her a month or so later and we again discussed her party which was now over. They'd had a ball, everyone came dressed like Roy and Dale or close, and the food was a backyard barbecue. Some didn't quite get the hints right, which she said is half the fun. They come dressed looking different from everyone else and the music and stuff made the evening. I told her I wished she had room for just one more couple to join in the fun, that being hubby and myself. Alas, she didn't :?
...Trials travel best when you're taking the transportation known as prayer...SLRC