Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
 

...Taz, who's head is spinning from all the temporal and metaphysical energys being released around here lately, makes a note to have the glass washing machine replaced at the first opportunity.
As to the Tribbles, Taz wonders that nobody realizes that tribbles are very young Tazmanian Devils! http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon12.gif Can't you have your children visit you at work? http://forum.shrapnelgames.com/images/icons/icon10.gif
With all the 'fiends' in here doing terrible things to each other, the little devils feel right at home! ...

Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
 

Tigga,

You definitely missed a turn by sending in the wrong turn. I know, as I managed to do that Last turn. Since our empires are new, things went on largely as they should, but one or two things were odd.

I take it that everyone except Tigga and I play their turns at the same machine where they receive them. Everyone else seems to get their turns in so fast that there is no way they are carrying it home from work.

As for playing hotseat with me or chatting up sun kissed babes on the beach, I know that at least Mac will chose SEIV. If he doesn’t, Mrs. Mac will give him more than a hotseat. Shame you are taking your vacation in thunderstorm central. How far is Ohio from New York? I look to be in New York during October/November and may need to run my turns in the Bash from somewhere.

Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
 

As Mac sits with Paladin playing their chess game, he was mated in 20 moves, vows revenge, sits back and observes the Time Displacement warp transgressions within the time continuaum in regards to the minions of the cantina. Hmm, now that is most extrodinaire, definitly needs some scientific researsh into the time distortions creating parallel universes. He sees the Taz playing with his little devils, notices a glass washing machine being disposed of by fishy sqiggly creatures, Geo pinned against the wall with a huge smile, as a lovely and not so lovly pair of bikinni clad beach goers do unmentionable things to his mis-shapen anatamy, (xxx rated folks, details not for public display), a resurrected (time diplaced?) Dogscoff cking the lap top adds, and what appears to be a number of clones running amoke. Hmmm, Mac reaches into his ever ready knapsack and pulls out his new Kaboomalator Clone Dispenser. He aims it at the Tigga clone and the rest, pushes a button, and low and behold all the clones in the cantina immediatly go to center stage and start line dancing to the music... ,, he smiles, looks at the Paladin, moves his bishop to queens five, orders another brewski, and inclines to watch the festivities on the dance floor. He also notices the Gryphin in the cornor taking moving video of the spectical commencing on the dance floor...

Saxon, I must agree, Mrs M. would surely shall we say, bring forth her beliefs upon the subject of beach babes upon noticing his attentions in their direction, however, sometimes, what she don't see, goes un-noticed (besides, I;m not that old yet that I still can't enjoy bouncing, jiggling, scantly clad beach bunnies) Now only if Liz H was there.....sigh New York is a ways from Cleveland, but if your ever in this part of the world, let me know, maybe we could get Tesco to join us (if he ever stands still long enough), I play my game on my home computer, no can do from work....

a vacation enjoying mac

[ July 31, 2002, 06:44: Message edited by: mac5732 ]

Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
 

In a gesture of magnaminity worthy of Henry IV, Growltigga agrees not to eviscerate Dogscoff for his attempted decapitation, nor will be ban him from the cantina..

Growltigga goes over to the wall and quietly in a corner, flips up his comlink and says 'activate operation batfink' - a stasis field settles round the outside of the cantina, shielding it from all temporal fluxes and other miscellaneuos power surges, he then says 'activate operation britney' and a graviton transporter beam shoots onto the dancefloor, remving the linedancing clones and beaming them to a sanitorium, next comes "activate operation whitewash" and all with a flash, all country and western music in the bar is mysteriously vanished to nebraska.. penultimately, GT says 'activate operation nookie-bear', the ugly one torturing Geo turns into that tasty asian bint out of Rush Hour II, a screen drops down to shield what her and Lucy are getting up to from the rest of the cantina....

All that can now be heard is Geo occassionally whooping like a gibbon

finally, GT says 'activate operation deluge' and Taz gives him his favourite 15 pint pot of Bishop's Finger Ale and a packet of pork scratchings

[cue deep contented sigh]

PS Will not be around much today or at all tomorrow, am off to the Commonwealth Games to watch the best parts of the world (excluding europe) competing for top-hole medals - women's judo, netball and girls' athletics - hooooorrraaaaahhhhh

[ July 31, 2002, 10:57: Message edited by: Growltigga ]

Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
 

<font size="2" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Puke happily accepts Geo's reservations, and trots off for a dinner for two with a FBW at the Carnelian Room.

(quickly ducking past the pun police as he slips out the door)

[ July 31, 2002, 16:57: Message edited by: Puke ]

Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
 

avoiding the pun police by lurking behind the bar, Growltigga looks upset as he realises the Geo's free dispersal of his reservations has given GT an appointment at the chiropodist to remove a corn followed by a bouffant and blow dry at 'Cut above'!!

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http://www.satirewire.com/charts/berners_lee.shtml

http://www.satirewire.com/charts/tolstoy.shtml
I found this very funny. Its the link of the day...

[ July 31, 2002, 20:03: Message edited by: tesco samoa ]

Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
 

well, OOC and OT since i just ran out the door, but i guess i need those explained to me.

i take it that the berners-lee chart is supposedly funny because he is indeed the real inventor of the web. and if i understand the joke correctly, it would be alot funnier if the list was authored by Dr. Paul Mockapetris, the accredited inventor of DNS.

as for the Tolstoy chart, the only humor i can see in it is that it is completely non-senseical and the items represented are completely unrelated. i am probably just not educated enough to apreciate the humor, so if someonce could please explain this, i would be grateful. please explain in simple, childlike, small words, as i am prone to misunderstanding many forms of high-art.

i thought this one was funny though (note the small number of braincells required to understand the humor):
http://www.satirewire.com/charts/americans.shtml

Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
 

Yes. That chart makes more sence than most of the charts i see at work.... I am surprised they do not have a 'hockey stick' on it.

Ahh the world of big business and endless meetings.... To all you young inspiring Computer people out there... get out now.... and do something usefull with your life....

Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
 

Saxon enters the Cantina for the first time in some time. He simply wants a beer and is shocked at the level of violence and trickery that is involved in simply having a quick pint. Strapping on his kevlar ceramic reactive armor, he waves down a FBW and orders a bottle of Tusker and a pair of pistols for defense.

Mac, I suppose Ohio is a bit out of the way from New York, but I have been away so long that I now think of America as being one small town. Surely it isn’t too hard to commute? Oh well, I guess I will just have to suffer through the pain of being in the Big Apple and sigh when I think of what I have missed in Ohio. The way you describe the young flesh on the beaches of Cleveland makes me tingle all over. Or is that just the rash I got going to that bar Tigga told me about in London?