February 25, 2023 - Host: Collins

As Góa, the fifth month of winter drew nigh, we felt the walls closing in. There was no escaping the ceaseless darkness, biting winds and long lines at Ralphs… if we did not take heed, we would have found ourselves in the grips of Vetr-ódr... winter madness. No amount of mead, nor pleasures of women or heat of sauna could have saved us from this affliction. All remedies would have fallen short, save one… PONG.  So we kept our heads about us, stayed strong and battled.