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

[Atrocities]

Bar Keep!

I want the following drinks!

A Brain freezer
A Brain Tomber
A Brain Fart
A Brain Buster
and
A Brain Buner

Now please.

[David E. Gervais]

Originally posted by Atrocities:
Bar Keep!

I want the following drinks!

A Brain freezer
A Brain Tomber
A Brain Fart
A Brain Buster
and
A Brain Buner

Now please.

Hmmm,.. getting ready for the upcomming #se4 chat session with MM I see.

[Growltigger]

Atrocities, I hate to break this to you but the cantina is now closed for business.

We have no beers or other drinks, save for the bottle of spitfire I am drinking, and Mac's eternal beer mug.

we have no booze for sale here, and are merely using the cantina as a method to make some money by getting Erax slaughtered.

Mac is only here as no where else will put up with his "funny smell" and let him stay!

[Wardad]

No BEERRRRR????

That makes me made enough to flog Britney Spears with a sumer sausage.

It is at http://wegotcards.com/create.cgi?cardid=20212

[Erax]

While everyone is entertained whacking Mrs. Spears with a sausage, Erax zaps Sid, who does not pass out but lets him go. He crawls behind the bar, presses a hidden button and vanishes down a trapdoor.

Once inside, he grabs a pair of bolt cutters and frees himself from Bugz, then runs far away from the devil bunny and sets up some more defenses.

[Growltigger]

Erax, you can run but you can't hide.

And this is a real sign that the cantina is dead and buried and has shuffled off this mortal coil.

In the old cantina, if Britney Spears turned up, the clientele would not have repeatedly hit her over the head with a sausage. What they would have done might well have involved sausages, but certainly not in the "assualting craniums" use!

[dogscoff]

*Dogscoff swaggers up to the cantina, tanned and fat after two delightful weeks in Sri Lanka. He's eager to celebrate his recent wedding by buying a round or Arrak for everyone, getting thoroughly drunk and then and performing a traditional Sri Lankan wedding dance on 'Tigga's head (while wearing somewhat less than traditional pair of football boots.)

The place deserted. A "closed for business" sign adorns the door. Dogscoff's face drops. His beerbelly droops dejectedly.

Alone and fighting back the tears, he stumbles off to the nearest off-license, buys two bottles of the cheapest available vodka and heads for the beach. As darkness falls, he uses one bottle of vodka to get a decent driftwood-fire going and the other to salute the memory of a most illustrious establishment. Ghostly images of amiable mayhem flicker in the flames...

[Rollo]

In a corner of the cantina that was once called the Royal Booth a tattered Viking crawls from under the table, followed by a Drew Barrymore, Lucy Liu, and Cameron Diaz clone.
"Hmm, did I miss something?", Rollo ask himself as he watches the tumbleweeds rolling by. "Umm, and yeah girls, my middle name is really Charly...".
Grabbing a keg of mead from his personal storage under each arm the thirsty Viking leaves the cantina. He spots a fire off the distance.
"Okay ladies, let's head for the beach."

[Erax]

Warning : this post contains links to excessively silly sites.

Erax runs ever deeper into the Cantina's less-known recesses, and stops cold when he rounds a corner and sees enough Aliens to make H.R. Giger run home calling for his mommy.

"OMGWTFOMFG!!!"

Little does the Boss know, however, that Erax was created by the Xenomorphs, aka 'Aliens'. As soon as they see him, they grab him and put him to work around their hive, then start climbing up, looking for something to eat.

[Growltigger]

The fire flickers on the sand. Dogscoff and Rollo sit staring out to sea, sipping their vodka and mead occassionally and generally looking narked off.

Growltigga walks up and sits down next to them. The occassional bang and crash from the cantina indicate that Erax is frantically building barricades against the marauding businessmen.

You know chaps, says the great if destitute cat, how far down in the basement do you think Erax will get before he realises that the cantina is actually built on top of a large hive of "Aliens" (a la the movie of the same name). I have only been feeding them diet yoghurt for the Last couple of months and they must now be absolutely starving. I wonder if they need some tortilla wraps with their Brazilian hors deuve?