Mac stumbles into the cantina after almost being run over by a NissonZ which was recklessly being operated in the parking lot outside, driven by some radical laughing Maniac. Struggling up to the bar, he notices the headless countenance of Geo leaning on the wall over in the cornor, stares at the headless wonder, shakes his head, mumbles something about "somethings never change in the cantina", asks the Taz for a strong orange juice and wanders towards his table. On the way he spies the kitty milk saucer on the floor empty with what appears to be soggy donut crumbs all around it. Hmmm the Kat is Back he mutters, As he lowers his tired old frame into his chair, he observes, boxs of what could only be donuts on an adjoing table. Finally, some decent dietetic sustenance he shouts, pushing back his chair and mandering over, to partake of this luscious extravaganza of excellance, aaahhh chocolate cream filled, my favorite he exclaims and he grabs one in each hand and goes back to his table. He orders a large milk from one of the FBW, puts his feet up while gorging himself on the cream filled wonders.. ahhhh, now if only someone would scrape up the remains of the splattered Geo Head, this could be a right enjoyable morning,, he thinks to himself...As he starts to indulge in his daily LH dreams for the day, he sees the Kat dragging in a large pool talbe, now what is the old furry one up to now, he thinks as he continues to fill his frame with smooth tasty morsels.
Tesco, Happy Birthday you old sot, tks for the donuts,
a gorging mac
[ July 19, 2002, 15:28: Message edited by: mac5732 ]