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[Renegade 13]

Good to see you again Primitive. Been a while.

Renegade slinks off to his customary corner, hood firmly entrenched over his head, trying not to gag as the horrid stench of foul root-like vegetables overwhelms his olfactory senses. Green eyes gleaming beneath the hood, Renegade rests his head on his hands, attempting to sleep...though with the horrible stench, it's not likely.

[David E. Gervais]

sitting at my corner table beside my fake window with the fake rain drizzling down I notice the tall burly barbairin walk into the bar. I was mildly amused by the torrent of ongions, but ongions make me Fart! I let a few dozen silent (but stinky) gas leaks escape my buttocks..

LoL, welcome back Primitive, I'm still lurking, your post caused me to de-lurk.

Cheers!

..now back to the land of lurk..

[Raging Deadstar]

Renegade 13 said:
"Circle the Wagons" in reference to Gryphin. Before your time NA Almost before my time here.

That and the "Gryphin Position" was the topic at the time when I first stumbled into the Cantina.

I didn't stay just for that mind you

Welcome back Primitive, has your journey into Poker provided you with a deeper insight into "pillage, then burn?"

[mac5732]

Hi Primitive, good to see ya back and to know your poker is going well

in regards to circle the wagons.... in this essance of use on this particular theme, it does not mean the common tongue of circling the wagons to fight off menacing, hairy nasties... It pertains to a certain form of enlightenment to satisy the urges of ones basic nature. However, the theories and hypothosis that were put forth to describe said ritual have still to be approved by the Gryphin who is now the Grey One. In conjunction with "circle the wagons" another form was also put forward which was the "Gryphin Position" alas, this too has never been fully explored or explained and the theories, conjectures, and hypothosis and descriptions of this raw, basic, natural, ritualistic behaviour has never been fully explored, ratioinalized, or admitted to by said parties involved in the original discussions of these 2 most memorable rituals. For further inforation, I would suggest you go back into the archives and look back when the lst cantina was born and the discussions concering the aforementioned were lst brought up and discussed. If the great furry Kat Growltigga is around, he may further enlighten you on these topics as he took part in the initital discussions with the Gryphin)now Greyone), myself, Tesco and a few others. it makes for good reading and is one of the classic discussion threads. (ps. if you blush easilty, then this discussion is not for you)

[mac5732]

The old wize one watches as the back again essance of Primitive laughs and moves away after casting forth the banned "o" word. He's been gone to long, the wize one muses, he forgets, no one is immune to the "O" gods....
just then the roof of the cantina raises up, and the largest, most ugliest of giant Onions looks down on the small, puny, primitive.. One never learns it belches forth, and then the thin covering slides down and envelopes primitive and his failing force field.... he is dragged up screaming, crying and begging for forgiveness, but alas, it was to no avail.... A huge maw opens on the countenance of the Onion God, and swallows the primitive, with a crunching sound, and then gives forth a loud belch, smiles and leaves leaving behind a a disolved force field, and a slimy, grease mark where the primitive once stood......

[Renegade 13]

mac5732 said:
If the great furry Kat Growltigga is around, he may further enlighten you on these topics as he took part in the initital discussions with the Gryphin)now Greyone), myself, Tesco and a few others.

He might also enlighten you as to the use of the venerable Red Hot Poker Cannon™.

[TurinTurambar]

"Mushrooms!" Turin blurts out randomly.

[Puke]

you know full well that there was nothing random about that blurting.

[TurinTurambar]

you know full well that there was nothing random about that blurting.

Yes, but without seeming randomness, it's more of a call for challenge than an invitation of mayhem... so I had to try for random.

[i]Turin holds his forearm up as it to check his watch, and several slimey grey shapes materialize above the electronic device on his wrist. With the push of a button, the fungal projectiles streak in rapid fire succession at the "miserable vomitous mass" named Puke and plunge messily into his disheveled form... spraying several patrons with his bile-like essence...[i]

<EDIT:> "Weeeeeeeeeeeee! 700 posts..."

[Puke]

the mass of bile undulates, and soon small lumps appear on its surface. as the vomit coverd shroomlings erupt back out of Puke, he takes a swig of 151 and (after quickly gargling) sprays it out over the regergitated mushrooms.

with the wave of a bar candle, the litte formation of vomitey fungi are ignited into burning mushrooms of doom, and they march with flaming menace towards Turin's table.