had to ride out to meet them.
our happy little tribe were just dancing around the campfire, doing our rain and buffalo dances, and suddenly a trickle of whitemen chefs showed up, not being truthful about why they were in our hunting grounds.
then more came, and more...
hmmm, can i get the rights to open a casino?
all kidding aside, i'm glad all of the usurpers, umm, newbies seem to understand, at least somewhat.
like i said, at least the ice was broken, and you may now all join in on the campfire dancing. and you only have to dislike me for it. the rest of the admins and members can go on smelling like roses. (ok, not you sush. i really hope you don't smell like roses again...)