Adventures Through History, Thursday, period 2
Thursday, June 21st, 2012 04:02 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
"Hi everypony!" Pinkie called, waving her hoof from where she stood atop a 1400 pound cheese wheel just inside the door to the Danger Shop. "Welcome to our very last Adventures Through History class! I figured that we'd better go out with as big a history-packed bang as we could, so today we're honoring seven whole awesome parties from Earth history!"
Yep, the pony had discovered Cracked.com. This might just end in tears. Drunken, inappropriate tears.
"We've got Andrew Jackson's giant cheese wheel," she said, gesturing to the cheese beneath her hooves. "We've got Moscow's sea of vodka!" She pointed over to one side, where the students would see a short street lined with onion-domes and excited Russian revelers holding bottles. It was possible she wasn't entirely clear on what vodka was. But don't worry, it's only illusory vodka. No one would be leaving class drunk, today. "We've got Henry VIII of England and Francis I of France's Field of Cloth of Gold!" This time, it was a giant tent -- though not as giant as history would say the tent should be -- painted to look like a castle, in which there were huge tables full of food and knights riding about waiting to joust. "We've got Philadelphia's Constitution party!" Ben Franklin and George Washington were in that direction, pretending to fence with a couple of chamber pots. "The first show at the Colosseum!" An arena in miniature, in which toy boats were shooting at each other. "Alexander the Great at Perseopolis!" He hasn't started burning anything down yet, but the bunch of Macedonian soldiers hanging out in that corner were definitely starting to look tipsy. "And the last great bash of the Wari people!" These guys, on the other hand, had set a fire, a nice, contained bonfire they were throwing cups at. "So lets get down, get funky, and celebrate history!"
And Pinkie started dancing on the cheese.
As you do.
[ooc: What? It was, like, the first link to come up when I googled "famous parties of history". OCD is up and possibly far too extensive. Party on, class.]
Yep, the pony had discovered Cracked.com. This might just end in tears. Drunken, inappropriate tears.
"We've got Andrew Jackson's giant cheese wheel," she said, gesturing to the cheese beneath her hooves. "We've got Moscow's sea of vodka!" She pointed over to one side, where the students would see a short street lined with onion-domes and excited Russian revelers holding bottles. It was possible she wasn't entirely clear on what vodka was. But don't worry, it's only illusory vodka. No one would be leaving class drunk, today. "We've got Henry VIII of England and Francis I of France's Field of Cloth of Gold!" This time, it was a giant tent -- though not as giant as history would say the tent should be -- painted to look like a castle, in which there were huge tables full of food and knights riding about waiting to joust. "We've got Philadelphia's Constitution party!" Ben Franklin and George Washington were in that direction, pretending to fence with a couple of chamber pots. "The first show at the Colosseum!" An arena in miniature, in which toy boats were shooting at each other. "Alexander the Great at Perseopolis!" He hasn't started burning anything down yet, but the bunch of Macedonian soldiers hanging out in that corner were definitely starting to look tipsy. "And the last great bash of the Wari people!" These guys, on the other hand, had set a fire, a nice, contained bonfire they were throwing cups at. "So lets get down, get funky, and celebrate history!"
And Pinkie started dancing on the cheese.
As you do.
[ooc: What? It was, like, the first link to come up when I googled "famous parties of history". OCD is up and possibly far too extensive. Party on, class.]