the old wize one wobbles over to his table and enbibs upon David G's gracious offer, he lowers himself onto his chair, leans back and enjoys another brewski, calling over a FBW to assist him in his endeavors of celebrating the New Year.. ah, the fond memories flood thru his torso of the year 2004 past, the cartoon violence, the meyhem, the little fold in the inner sanctum, Gryphin trying to steal his pizza and falling into the rose bushes, the "O" word disasters, the explosions and the diabolical aspects of various members as they put the doomsday devices upon the anatamys of their illustious members of meyhem, T-Rex, GT and his red hot poker, the thrill of the chases, the new weapons of mass destruction unleashed within the confines of this fine upstanding establishment, Taz attending to the ministrations while behind the bar of the patrons, the food and of course, the FBW skimpy outfits.... sigh, those were the days, will 2005 be as rewarding? Only time will tell he mutters has he upends a brewski to wet his parched old throat while obtaining a massage from several FBWs....
