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

[dogscoff]

*dogscoff is torn. Should he come to Rollo's aid in a gesture of norse solidarity, or assist his old friend/business partner/employer/arch-nemesis Growltigga?

He decides to compromise, and beats the both of them across the skull with a steaming, half-eaten leg of roast boar.

[ September 22, 2003, 11:45: Message edited by: dogscoff ]

[Growltigger]

Growltigga, slightly concussed and confused by repeated porcine assaults on his head by Dogscoff, drops his club and reaches for his red hot poker hand cannon, now cunningly modified to assist in the food fight by projecting high powered bLasts of appropriate condimnents for the said pork dish...

"OK Dogscoff, you want traditional, you have got traditional" a jet of apple sauce is shot into Dogscoff's face...

"You want Greek, you have got Greek", a second bLast of tzatziki hits the smelly Scoffo in the jaw,

"You want fusion, you have got fusion", a torrent of lemon grass scented black bean and ginger dressing blitzs the sticky Scoffo to the floor...

"Oh, and just for our teutonic chum, you want German, you get German" - Rollo is hit in the chin by a 5 kilo lump of semi digested sauerkraut and is catapulted through the wall of the cantina...

"Now, Brussel sprouts go nicely with pork" says the great kt as he attaches a 400 sprout hopper to the bottom of the cannon

[Rollo]

As Rollo is crashing through the walls of the cantina and hurled outside, only three words can be heard:
"Ahl be bakk!"

[ September 22, 2003, 13:39: Message edited by: Rollo ]

[Growltigger]

Hee hee, you may well be Rollo but I have just loaded my super new food fighting projectile hand cannon with a magazine of armour piercing high velocity heat seeking bratwursts!!

You may be back, but you will be going through that wall again shortly thereafter

[mac5732]

the old wize one, sitting at his favorite table, indulging in his favorite cuisine, notices the food fight going on among the various members, hmm, looks interesting he remarks.. he pushes his call button and a LH clone mozies over and he places his request. The LH clone leaves and goes into a back room behind the bar.....

Shortly thereafter, out from various hidden recesses within the cantina's walls, suspicious looking wide muzzles protrude upon the scene of mayhem within the precincts of the establishment.

A whooooooshhhhhhinnnngggg sound emits thru the attmosphere and each of those menacing mancinations erupts with cream pies and large trouts, indulating GT, Rollo (before he got to the door), dogscoff and the rest of the members present in a gooey, sticky and smelly mundane of pies and large trouts.

a relaxing Mac

[Erax]

Erax peeks out from behind Rollo's mead barrel... "Uh oh, the Boss is back, better straighten everything up before he gets REALLY mad." He pulls out a Bar Trek communicator and hurriedly mutters something into it.

A few minutes later, the doors in the back of the Cantina open and a horde of Salma Hayek, Britney Spears, Liv Tyler, Liz Hurley and Kristanna clones dressed in french-maid costumes hurries out and begins to clean, dust and straighten everything up.

"Don't forget the Boss", Erax calls out while sampling Rollo's mead...

[Erax]

Ooo, cream pie fight !

Erax grabs a passing Britney clone with his free hand. "Hey Mac, be a good fellow and point the cream pie gun this way, lemon-flavored please !"