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

sachmo · #1 July 7th, 2003, 09:17 PM

ook ook ook ook ook oooooook

Gunther · #2 July 7th, 2003, 11:57 PM

Mmmm. Excellent beer, this. Timstone, I never went away, the Cantina did. I was left behind and went through many adventures. I'm a different man today and no longer hunt witches, but I had to scare your friend Rags.

And to clear everything up, yes, you found me in Poland, but I was born in 19th century Germany.

Gunther buys beer for Timstone, Timstone's GF and RD.

Growltigger · #3 July 8th, 2003, 10:48 AM

Sheesh, I go away for a few days and all hell is breaking loose in my establishment!

Right, Mac, you managed to hit the inflatable GT I left to watch the premises. I dont appreciate aerial colostomy bags so I am afraid your Liz Hurley clone visiting rights must be suspended.

Rags, RD, Timstone line up please. They do and the great cat gets out his trusty mashie niblick and dings them all in the happy sacks. Rags gets dinged again for being a bit too surreal for his own good (castles of people where he is the great one!, I should stop him drinking cherryade)

Cripes, I just get the decor sorted and a bunch of vikings wreck the joint. Oh well, GT dons horned helmet, scalemail, fake beard and changes his name temporarily to "Snorri". Grabs large long axe and wades into the fray shouting "Valhalla aint got nothing on the cantina"

Timstone · #4 July 8th, 2003, 10:57 AM

Hey, it's good to have you back Gunther!

Crap, GT that hurts! I might want to use it some day...

Growltigger · #5 July 8th, 2003, 11:44 AM

Sorry about that Timstone, but you know what they say about abusing a Dutchman a day to have a happy and full life. It is sometimes a bit boring constantly assualting Americans all the time!!

Talking about assaulting Americans, maybe Sachmo should get a visitation from the red hot poker hand cannon for (I think) nicking my handle to make a facetious remark...

Now where is he? sizzle sizzle

General Woundwort · #6 July 8th, 2003, 04:36 PM

A stocky fellow with a beard walks in, wearing what appears to be a flight suit. Looking around, he spots Growltigger and walks up to him.

"Good evening. My name's Woundwort, and I have a business proposition for you..."

Growltigger · #7 July 8th, 2003, 04:45 PM

Hmmm, sounds interesting General Woundwort. Tell me what it is but be advised, my contracts are written in blood, and not my own I might add. The cantina is not for sale by the way

By the way, I recognise you from somewhere, did I not see you in a pie I had for dinner recently. If so, I must say you have survived mastication rather well...

and dont tell me about the flight suit, this is going to be painful, I can tell