Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong's Head Cantina - After Hours

[Growltigga]

Ha ha, not deflected by Gryphin's pathetic attempts of deception and subterfuge, Growltigga, proudly astride of the armoured and be-fang-ed Barry, looking like something terrible out of a godzilla movie, backed up by hordes of humourous personalities, assorted wildlife, royal marines and others (and for some reason, a chorus line as well), takes off in pursuit of Gryphin crying "TALLLLYY HHOOOOO" and "TARANTARATATATATATAT" and "CRY HAVOC AND LET SLIP THE CATS OF WAR" and "SHALL I COMPARE THEE TO ROADKILL, COS THAT IS WHAT YOU ARE BLEEDING GOIN' TO GET MATE"...

The hunt charges off, closely following by a bedridden Mac, being pushed by Faith Hill Liz Hurley, Shania Twain and Britney Ferries, all dressed up in their best nurses' outfits

someone at least is having a good time

[tesco samoa]

As we all know it is the fall in the northern hemisphere.

I personally wish to invite everyone out to the patio to witness the lovely colours of the trees as they turn colours.

Natualy of course this will be watched while holding on to a pint of ALE. As Ale is a fantastic beer where the roboust taste and spicey flavours will go well with fall.

Sponsering this event on the patio will be Daleside Brewery from Starbeck - Harrogate - UK
www.dalesidebrewery.co.uk

We will have the following beers on tap by that company

Old Leg Over... ( I am drinking one right now )
Monkey Wrench
Spiced Morocco Ale.

For our friends from the east who no longer wear the vikings helmet when working but only when playing we offer Original Pinkus Alt ( which i will be drinking next )

[Ragnarok]

Man Tigga, I was hoping you'd keep those things a bit longer. I thought maybe you could make some money for the Cantina by opening up a stand that says, "'Touch Tiggas Tits' for 5 bucks. 10 bucks if you want to touch AND squeeze them."

You missed out on a business chance dude.

[mac5732]

My good Tesco, I thank you for your generous offer, however, I must disfuse at the current time due to the fact that I am in a Gryphin Bashing rendition due to a dastardly deed procasted by the Infamous Gryphin upon this poor lovable, peaceful, generous old soul. Upon completion, I shall be more then willing to inbib myself of your generous offer and reflect on the wonders of nature forsoothe while relaxing on the patio and enjoying various brewskis.

(stage right) Mac powers up his new advanced Gryphin Bashing Machine extrodinaire, locates the Real Gryphin hovering over the parking lot of the cantina.... He slowly adjusts the sights and pulls the trigger.... splat, poof, squish.... the Gryphin is immediatley undulated in 50 cream pies with a dozen large Fyron Trout thrown in for good measure.... The Gryphin falls to the parking lot concrete and is immediatly set upon by thousands of fruit flys, gnats and yellow jackets who are all trying to obtain the contents covering said Gryphin, ow, ohhh, ouch, yells the Gryphin as he is bitten and stung by the peskiest pests known to man......

just some ideas mac

[ October 12, 2002, 06:11: Message edited by: mac5732 ]

[Gryphin]

They are not clones.
:: The Gryphin Grins from far, far away ::

[Taz-in-Space]

...Taz lazily watches the familar cartoon violence in progress, while polishing the already gleaming bar.

He does take the time to place a few more air fresheners around the bar and turns the air recycling equipment to HIGH. He doesn't remember this much s*** hitting the fan in one of HIS cartoons!

Time to activate the nano-sized tracking devices he placed in Gryphin's Last drink.

&#1 ..click.. &#1

Raising the mike to the cantina loudspeaker system he informes everyone in range of the tracking frequencies.

Let's see Gryphin try to evade the hunt now...

[ October 13, 2002, 06:18: Message edited by: Taz-in-Space ]

[Growltigga]

Growltigga looks cross eyed and then expectorates rapidly, looking askance as Elvis, Jimmy Hoffa (who is he), Liz Hurley and a large bomb fly out of his mouth to land on top of the retreating Gryphin....

Growltigga dives behind a handy bunch of sandbags as the bomb goes boom and watches in delight as Elvis, Jimmy Hoffa, Liz Hurley and Gryphin all fly up into the air...

Taking his shotgun, Growltigga lets loose in true skeet fashion and nails the king, hoffa, hurley and Gryphin in a torrent of buckshot

"Yeeeehhhaawwwww" yells Tigga, "this is as much fun as strip twister"

[Gryphin]

:: Bends over to give the pretty kitty a good target :;

Jimmy Hoffa was linked to Organized Crime. He "dissapered" when he was going to testify.
(I think that is right), I do know he dissapered.

[ October 13, 2002, 15:25: Message edited by: Gryphin ]

[Growltigga]

seeing Gryphin mooning in all his glory, Growltigga pulls out his trusty red-hot poker hand cannon (as used by the baby eating bishop of Bath & Wells) and lets loose a fiery incandescant shaft of metal right up Gryphin's gloryhole...

the resulting scream can be heard across the galaxy as Gryphin shoots skyward on a pillar of flame and singed rectal muscles

[tesco samoa]

Ouch