In the cantina parking lot, an old, beat up, crusty Battle Cruiser lands. Apparently it has seen a lot of action or inaction
The ramp lowers and a suave, debonair, flashing, crusty old timer comes mozying down the ramp. he walks into the cantina, walks over to a table in the cornor, wipes off the cob webs, spiders, and other various vermin that infiltrated the space, sits down, orders his usual scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns and a brewski, looks around at all the new faces, shakes his head, and mumbles where are all the loo worshipers, the Llamas, the sea minions, the furry feline kitty kat, the mischievious Gryphin, the Taz Devil,, aaa, getting old i guess, he picks up his research papers on Liz Hurly and starts to read while waiting for his sustenance....
hmm, I wonder if any of these new faces have a tab
just some ideas mac
[ January 21, 2003, 06:50: Message edited by: mac5732 ]