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Re: Phong\'s Head Bar & Grill
Let's take our thread to new frontiers!
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Ashton bends his knees and looks pained for a few seconds, then a massive explosion of gasses grants him escape veolcity.
me, shouting "Well? How does the Final Frontier look like?" |
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STOP PLAYING WITH THAT CLONING MACHINE! Please, we already have enough insane people in here.
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While Ashton is ranting on and on, turning visibly redder, he doesn't notice the semi-sentient simian minion creeping up behind him. Nobody does.
When it reaches Ashton, a bony hand reaches forward, then yanks something hard..... WEDGIE!!!!! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...ies/tongue.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...ies/tongue.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/image...ies/tongue.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/smilies/laugh.gif http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/smilies/laugh.gif |
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The bar backroom. The final frontier. These are the piss heads of the Bar & Grill, their continuing mission to taste strange new bar snacks, to seek out new beers and new chasers, to boldly get more drunk than anyone has ever been before!
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its actually quite difficult to maintain an optimal level of drunkenness. as your inhibitions go, the "one more!" syndrome becomes inescapable.
The trick is, i believe, to have just enough. and then to pace the rest out to one every 30-60 minutes, so that you neither clean up nor get tanked. of course, this is something i will probably never manage, being bereft of any form of self control. |
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Ashton presses a button milliseconds before the wedgie is given, switching spatial positions between him, and Strategia. Strategia is then given an atomic wedgie by his own minion.
Ouch, that can't be good for your health. Want a Red Hot Poker Cannon to go with that? |
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/me takes out a pulse rifle and blasts Ashton into oblivion, leaving only a scorchmark on the wall, with his (it's) outline clearly visible.
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Growltigga has been busy behind the bar, frantically scoffing pickled eggs, pork scratchings, marmite and soft boiled eggs and sauerkraut.
He whips off his trousers, puts on a gas mask, sticks his backside over the bar, points it at Strategia and NullAshton and lets rip. The resulting blast of marsh gas and semi fermented sickly foods catapults all denizens out of the door and frankly leaves the cantina inhabitable for many years.. The FBWs all feint, and GT is awarded a medal for the multi-tonal twenty second rendition of God Save the Queen on Botty Burp machine.... GT hastally puts his kecks back on and retreats behind the bar (again). |
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