Forum Chat Bar & Grill

[Suicide Junkie]

NullAshton said:
How about we just get the rights to all of your food recipies?

Unfortunately they would do no good.
Between you and Ultima, you kave killed the WV. Drowned it in Instant-messaging style posts between the two of you.

To paraphrase Monty Python, that thread is definitely deceased!

Its really too bad.

*SJ raises a glass*
A toast, to the memory of the early Won-Ton, and all of its lost potential.

[mac5732]

hey Fyron, that is a great pick of the old place, really cool looking and you can even see old Barry out there

[Puke]

an irate Barry bursts through the door of the cantina, outfitted with his red valet jacket and innumerable teeth. with a roar, he inquires as to exactly where puke parked, and why he didnt tip the staff.

desperatly backpeddaling, puke explains that he was shipped in as custard by a dimension-hopping transport, and that he has no ship as he was recently regergitated by a dis-satisfied custard-ingesting Mac.

Barry has none of it though, and makes as if to be using the teeth next. To puke's dismay, he has no pockets nor credits, and not even a tab in this incarnation of the Bar and Grill! "Defend me, my minions!" orders puke to his Gherkin army.

But to puke's chargin, he has no gherkins in this incarnation. Barry afixes a napkin to the collar of his valet jacket, and begins closing in with a fork and knife...

[Suicide Junkie]

Um, hey Barry. Eating that might not be healthy, you know.
Dimension-hoppers have a nasty habit of being inedible or toxic.

Tell you what, I've got a pair of Thor class fighters in the hold of my ship... Park one for Puke, there and keep the other as a tip.

*SJ then turns and shouts into the air*
"Now we're even, Barf! Stop with the trans-dimensional collect calls already!"

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

Hey, I play along..... remember the Custard Bomb? It's only Ashton who's going slightly (yeah, right) mad.

As Barry the T-Rex steps outside, he finds a rather large warship with rather nasty-looking guns pointed at a rather terrified dinosaur (Barry). Suddenly, the guns start blazing.

Barry returns to the interior of the Cantina, tail drooping, covered in custard, half-melted chocolate and whipped cream.

[NullAshton]

From now on, my ships will be mounted with pie cannons.

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

Pie cannons, chocolate sauce launchers, applesauce torpedoes, cream seekers..... you name it, I can provide it. For free! And you get a FREE install and maintenance! And don't forget the ammo!..... your troops will love you!

[NullAshton]

Do they have meat sauce launchers?

[Puke]

if i have to scroll through half a page of ignored posts from those two jokers every time i post here, im joing to just stop coming.

then i guess they won. can we lock them out of this thread, or something?

edit: jackasses, if you have not noticed, our posts are along the lines of "i poke you in the eye, you slap me with a fish." YOUR posts are all along the lines of "i've blown up your playground, now you cant play there anymore." Take your ball and go home.

[Strategia_In_Ultima]

As Puke enters the B&G, ranting at the two Joint Chiefs there present, nobody notices a small clone minion approach in the shadows.

The clone quietly sneaks up on Puke and, from behind, thrusts a rather large bunch of half-rotting Rigelian stinkfish into the slimy "body" in front of him. Knowing his task is done and his life is over, the clone jumps in after it.

Puke looks puzzled as to what has just entered his slimy..... well, the best way to describe it is "his slimy biggest blob of unidentified matter".

"And who are you to judge us by past mistakes? We learn, well at least I learn. As for Ashton, I don't know."