Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong's Head Cantina - After Hours - Page 224

tesco samoa · #**2231** January 21st, 2003, 05:04 AM

2 open spots on the game at pbw

The Galactic Bash

mac5732 · #**2232** January 21st, 2003, 08:47 AM

In the cantina parking lot, an old, beat up, crusty Battle Cruiser lands. Apparently it has seen a lot of action or inaction

The ramp lowers and a suave, debonair, flashing, crusty old timer comes mozying down the ramp. he walks into the cantina, walks over to a table in the cornor, wipes off the cob webs, spiders, and other various vermin that infiltrated the space, sits down, orders his usual scrambled eggs, bacon, hash browns and a brewski, looks around at all the new faces, shakes his head, and mumbles where are all the loo worshipers, the Llamas, the sea minions, the furry feline kitty kat, the mischievious Gryphin, the Taz Devil,, aaa, getting old i guess, he picks up his research papers on Liz Hurly and starts to read while waiting for his sustenance....

hmm, I wonder if any of these new faces have a tab

just some ideas mac

[ January 21, 2003, 06:50: Message edited by: mac5732 ]

David E. Gervais · #**2233** January 21st, 2003, 01:41 PM

Quote:

Originally posted by mac5732:
hmm, I wonder if any of these new faces have a tab

I have a 'Tab' in fact it's what I'm drinking right now!

(If you're really an old-timer this should strike you as funny!)

I remember the good ol' days when everything was new! aaaaah the memories!

Cheers!

P.S. doesn't this look a bit like you oldtimer?
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[ January 21, 2003, 11:49: Message edited by: David Gervais ]

Growltigger · #**2234** January 21st, 2003, 03:35 PM

The swing doors to the kitchen are pushed open and Growltigga can be seen peaking through, pointing his Napoleonic telescope toward the bartender.

"Right" sniggers the mighty feline, "any staff of mine that give funny Norwegians holding rusty (yet pointy) spears free drinks on my damn tab have asked for it...." the doors close again and then are pushed open by the tip of a very large steaming incandescent red hot poker ominously mounted on a cast iron trebuchet....

Growltigga reappears holding a pad with a green button, he walks over to the bartender and says "look, a 100 mineral note is lying on the floor" the bartender bends over excitedly, just as GT pushes the green button...

The air sizzels and is parted by the passage of a 9 foot long red hot poker which unfortunately or fortunately depending on your point of view, hits the bartender right up the ringpiece..

The smoke clears, a gentle hammering can be heard as Growltigga is posting a new sign that says, "Barstaff wanted, great rates of pay and life insurance offered, come back Taz, all is forgiven"..

GT walks over to the crusty old peasant in the corner who is seated on his favourite haemmorroid ring... "how's it going grandad? where have you been?"

Something better happen soon as the kitchen is getting very full of killer mongoose

Krsqk · #**2235** January 21st, 2003, 05:32 PM

*In a galaxy far away, a distant murmur arises. The giant stirs, then rises from sleep. Someone has spoken the Name. The giant quickly dons his gear and sets out to destroy, once and for all, the worshipers of TAB.*

Nasty stuff.

[ January 21, 2003, 15:34: Message edited by: Krsqk ]

David E. Gervais · #**2236** January 21st, 2003, 06:12 PM

..I feel a stiring in the 'force', I quickly dump my 'Tab' and replace it with a bottle of fine wine (properly aged for 7 seconds) and imediately begin to feel more at ease.

..I haven't felt a stirring like that since days of the imfamous 'Chilli, Cheese and Beer parties of Volumous Prime!' I sure hope 'Count Flatula' hasn't decided to start giving more of those parties!

mlmbd · #**2237** January 21st, 2003, 06:24 PM

GT, BBQ Mongoose! Ahhh, I can just Taste/Smell them now. I would like a dozen, for here. Your, Lordship!

I like the way employment here works.

mlmbd

primitive · #**2238** January 21st, 2003, 07:37 PM

From his place in the corner primitive watches the thumping tiger manhandle (cathandle) the poor bartender.
Realising he may be indirectly responsible for the loss of a valuable employee, primitive knows he should feel remorse.
primitive searches his innermost feelings -- no, nothing there.

Calling one of the FBWs, primitive orders more drinks and a mongoosekebab.

Wonder whos tab this will be on ?

Growltigger · #**2239** January 21st, 2003, 08:05 PM

AWOOGA AWOOGA WARNING TO ALL CANTINA PATRONS, WARNING TO ALL CANTINA PATRONS AWOOGA AWOOGA

Ahem, as GT turns the siren off, please note that mongoose are employed in my armies, and are NOT, repeat, NOT, eaten as bar snacks or BBQ ingredients.

You really dont want to risk the wrath of the horde beleive me.

Anyhow, what you guys are eating are in fact bits of Puke.

Raging Deadstar · #**2240** January 21st, 2003, 09:28 PM

*Wanders in and steals macs breakfast but returns it upon finding it is alpen aka hamster food. 'Ahh the old timer is trying to prolong his life span aye, too bad it'll make those colostomy bags lethal' Upon this thought Raging Deadstar opffers to buy some of macs colostomy bags for future wars with timstone and rags. He wnaders over to the bar and puts his name down for job as barstaff*

Of course my requirements for the job are that i get my tab emptied (it needs repaying after growltigger bought that bottle of wine on my tab) and i get to borrow barry to lead my war against my friends cult of cheese.

Not bad considering you get free labour