*Raging Deadstar walks back in after giving Primitive a good old english beating. He walks over to the bar and orders himself a fizzy orange juice, being as he is a non-alcholic (
Gasp!) He also buys himself a brewski and pours it into a vial to feed his plants with, the plants he some day thought he would unleash on a handful of the government. He then notices a young woman by the bar, the likes of which hasn't happened since, well ever! Taking note from Primitives advances RD Smiles to himself and opens his mouth!*
"That was great how you handled Primitive. I laughed quite hard there. You said you've been lurking, how long for? Oh if you havn't been here often heres a card..."
*Raging Deadstar is promptly slammed against the bar with a stilleto aimed at his throat*
"(Choking sound)No I'm not trying to....chat you..up! Look on...the....back!(Yet more choking noises)"
*The young lady, or F Te antKe if she prefers turns the card over and reads it*
Rules Of the Cantina
1. Buy drinks on anyones but your tab
2. Insult Growltigga and prepare for a chase
3. Watch out for gryphin aka the Boston Sex fiend
4. For free Avatars, ask David Gervais
5. Cloaking Devices don't work in the Cantina
6. Don't say Onions, Carrots, in fact just don't mention vegetables
7. Cartoon Violence is a must
8. Don't play golf with flaming baguettes with abdul the villager (i'm guilty of this one)
"Theres plenty more but i can't remember them! Oh for the hilarious way you dealt with primitive i offer you a free clone of your choice. Anyone in the world and he/she/it is yours."
*Raging Deadstar waves good bye nursing his throat and heads for his dreadnought, there were some members of his molerat army that needed training*