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

[Taz-in-Space]

...A sudden wind blows the door open and what looks like a miniature dust devil blows in.

The dust devil makes a quick circuit of the premises and pauses at a sign that says:
"Barstaff wanted, great rates of pay and life insurance offered, come back Taz, all is forgiven"..

Quick as a wink, the dust devil moves behind the bar and stops spinning. Taz, now visible, begins at once to set right all the mistakes that the 'other' bartender made.
&#1 Knew the 'Boss' would finally get tired of that 'incompetent pretender' &#1

Imagine NOT taste-testing the potables.
The bar hasn't been wiped in weeks!
And not even a tribble wing in sight!! (What's this - PUKE parts???)

Even Barry looks kinda thin and shabby... What have they been feeding him?

Don't worry boss, I'll have this place ship-shaped in no time!

[primitive]

Wow, 2 bartenders for the price of one, and both legendary and lethal lunatics. This might be fun.

Anyway, this ought to improve the service.
The mongooskebab smells like somthing disgorged from the 3rd stomach of a pyrochette breeder, and primitve tosses it out the front door without tasting it.
Outside, the mongooskebab is picked up and eaten by Barry. Obviously he has not been fed in a long time. Who's job is that anyway ?

[Puke]

Im going to be wanting those parts back..

[Gryphin]

Moves through the doors, scans the room, eyes an oldtimer in the cornor. Strides over, Stands for a minute torn between the desire to steal his breakfast or sit and chat. Decides on the latter,
How goes the battle?

Orders a tab because he does remember them).

[mottlee]

Originally posted by growltigger:
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

Well so much for springing for a round on me!

[Growltigger]

Growltigga dances round the cantina, even happier than the day he managed to trade his Grandmother in for a Kylie clone and even happier than the day a client actually thanked him for giving up weekends to complete a deal....

DING DONG TAZ IS BACK TAZ IS BACK TAZ IS BACK
DING DONG DA WICKLE TAZ IS BACKKKKKKK

I am so happy, Taz, please feel free to sample the wares as much as you like, someone throw Barry a Bill Gates clone, someone molest the FBW's

Lights, Camera, Action, let the party begin

Camera pan left to watch samba dancing semi-clad FBW's start a high kicking conga routine, free pLastic bottles of booze fall out of the ceiling along with tinsel, balloons and glitter, the killer mongoose army in the kithchen starts morris dancing, Barry shows off his hornpipe whilst happily munching on bill gates clone and Taz is showered with tribble bits

TAZ WHERE HAS YOU BEEN??

[geoschmo]

Geo wanders in the Cantina and looks around. "Hmpf, I thought they were closing this place down." he thinks to himself. He notices Taz busily wiping down the bar and Gt dancing merrily around doing his best Snoopy imitation. "Everything looks pretty much the way it did that Last time I was here. I wonder what happened to those health inspectors?" and he eyes the menu and spots some interesting sounding new dishes. "Civil Servant Souflee?" hmmm. I think I'll pass on that, and he orders his usual beer.

[ January 22, 2003, 13:39: Message edited by: geoschmo ]

[mlmbd]

*mlmbd notices that Taz is back behind the bar | yelling as loud as possible* Gald to see you back Taz!
*mlmbd remarks* Dang shame about no BBQ mongoose, though! *mlmbd, mumbles | mouth watering* I really could just taste them son of a guns!
Feeling even hungrer than before, mlmbd goes over to the Candy machine and pauses. He yells at GT, "this real candy GT, or just puke made up to look like candy?
As mlmbd waits for a response from GT, he fumbles with all the coins he is holding.

mlmbd

[Growltigger]

Mlmbd, well, you know poor old Puke had a problem with his haemmorroids, and you know that he visited old Doctor Growltigga to cure them, well, the candy is actually chocolate coated...

Well, put it this way, you do get an awful lot of candy for 5 minerals!!

[mlmbd]

*mlmbd questions* Yes GT, but chocolate coated... What? *mlmbd continues* I ain't into puke candy. I hear out several systems it is all the 'rage'. But I like my candy to be real heart pounding, sugar based nuggets (in assorted varities, of course) covered in liquifed coco butter!

mlmbd