Ye Olde Phong's Head Cantina and Bierkeller - The rebirth

[David E. Gervais]

I see Gt, the 'motion' that Rags is about to experience is more of an e-motion and go-motion type. (the kind that 'stretches' the boundries of human/virtual endurance.) I was talking about 'visual-motion' which is a matter of 'perception'. No doubt Rags will have his eyes shut during his upcomming experience so he'll miss out on the visual-motion. But that's ok, the rest of us will enjoy the show

Btw: I suspect the reason for the slowing down of Posts here at shrapnel is due to many people being on vacation and have been sucked into real life for a few weeks.

Cheers!

[Growltigger]

Less sophist guile from you Mr David Gervais, otherwise I may have to play "exploding bum cricket" with your derriere as well.

Thinking of which, I cannot recall that you have ever been a recipient of cartoon violence here in the cantina. Maybe it is time for the old frying pan trick.

And yes, I am about to get taken off into real life for a few weeks. I have only had 1 holiday this year, not like the 8 I had Last year!

[Ragnarok]

Originally posted by Growltigger:

Thinking of which, I cannot recall that you have ever been a recipient of cartoon violence here in the cantina. Maybe it is time for the old frying pan trick.

I think we should transfer the bomb that is currently lodged in me into David to welcome him to cartoon violence world. Can we please? It seems like I'm always dying around here. Even worse then Kenny on Southpark.

[Growltigger]

Sorry Rags, David Gervais is too much a gentleman to have that happen to him. You on the other hand??!!

5-4-3-2-1

the cantina patrons dive for cover as Rags lower intestine explodes, a jet of fire, carefully channelled thanks for GT's shaped charge, explodes out of his rectum... a second passes and noticably, Rags is now severally feet off the floor, balancing on a pillar of flame, he accelerates, smashes through the roof and jets off into the sky.

The cantina patrons all run into the carpark where they join barry in gazing at the ascending yank.. GT looks at his watch, 5-4-3-2-1, the secondary charge goes off and Rags explodes at 3000 feet into a blaze of beuatiful fire....

Hastily umbrellas are hoisted as bits of Rags fall to earth over a wide area. Cue party, cue Weather Girls, Cue Gerry Halliwell, Cue startt of new dance hit, "its raining Rags, hallelujah its raining Rags"

Camera pans out at vision of the cantina carpark turned into a mass disco, booze is flowing and everybody is having a great time.

Dont worry about Rags, we have the technology to rebuild him, or failing which, he might make great compost.

Now, anyone for a game of cricket?

[David E. Gervais]

..as the party begins I notice a bit of strange movement out of the corner of my eye... several of Rag's bits and pieces are liquifying and merging togeather. Omg,.. Rags is a 'terminator' and no doubt "He'll be back" once he fully 'merges' back into form.

Oh well,.. Bartender, a 'mug' of Jack Daniels please,..

Cheers!

[Growltigger]

David Gervais, you may be right, quick, get the liquid nitrogen cannon up here quick. We can freeze him and them smash the bits up with a hammer...

or maybe we can take the bits round the garbage compressor at the back of the cantina, and then crush it in that,

or maybe we can get a flamethrower and bake his bits...

Hey, Rags in pieces looks like being far more fun than when he was whole!

[Raging Deadstar]

*As everyone is partying David Gervais sits down in his chair and begins to relax. Raging Deadstar quickly puts on a mask and sneaks up on him. A good swing of the the forearm later with agigantic wok and david gervais is sprawled out on the floor with a giant red bruise coming from his head. RD removes the mask and carries on partying, knowing the "pan handler" has struck again!*