[mac5732]

Mac strolls into the cantina after being away for awhile, as he canters over to his favorite table, he notices a strange furry creature in the far cornor, looks similiar to a cat, but more ferocious looking, hmm, it appears to be nibbling on poor ol Geo, who is slumped sleeping on the floor near the dart board. Hmm, did he ever grow another head, oh well, mac sits and reclines at his table, orders his usual breakfast from a FBW, when he is over come by a strange new odor emitting from, of all places, the inner sanctum of relief, now what he mumbles, he gets up walks towards the inner sactum, passing a dancing Trajan, and enters the room, where he is immediatly set upon by some form of pygmy type creatures with sticks in their hands and singing some strange dirge... Now what the H... is going on here, A man can't even enjoy peace in the inner sanctum anymore, as he backs out pushing the little creatures away from him as well as his senses being assaulted by some horendous over coming ordor, as he quickly makes his exit he notices what appears to be hundreds of odor freshners hanging from everywhere in the room, could these be what these little people/creatures are attracted to??, Mac exits, walks out behind the cantina, finds a large fire hydrant and proceeds to relieve the excess baggage that was pressuring his inner anatamy, ahahhhhhhhhh

just some ideas mac