A shiney brandnew Dreadnaught lands in the cantina parking lot, the door opens and noises similiar to a very riotous and rip roaring party emanate from the interior as down the gangplank walks Mac. He smiles at Barry, proceeding inside where he walks/staggers/sways over to his favorite table. Ahhh the old homestead is still here, he shouts, he orders his usual order of bacon, eggs, hashbrowns and rye toast and of course his ususal brewski to wash it down with.
I heare the GT, Dogscoff and Taz have been called into court by those health inspectors, hmmmm, sounds like we may have to move again he mutters to the FBW delivering his order.... Aahh the retired life is great he shouts to all the members, drinks all around on Rags's Tab he shouts to the new fill in bartender... Have to read up on all the latest news in the cantina he mumbles to himself as he picks up the cantina gazette.... Now whats this about Tomatos, gear boxs and time sharing....
PS. Gryphin, see my PS for you under Tesco's new cantina name thread.....Its in reference to allowing young minds to inquire into CTW and "The Gryphin Position"
just some ideas mac (retired as of 1-1-03 and on vacation from now until then....
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[ December 17, 2002, 03:19: Message edited by: mac5732 ]