Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong's Head Cantina - After Hours - Page 281

TerranC · #**2801** March 15th, 2003, 02:40 AM

Whatever happened to that boarding party idea?

primitive · #**2802** March 15th, 2003, 02:41 AM

Thank you Gryphin.
Its getting kinda old, maybe its time to come up with something new.

So what are you whispering in GTs ear ?

Gryphin · #**2803** March 15th, 2003, 02:43 AM

you are welcome Primitive,
If I wanted everyone to know what I was whispering I would not be wispering

GT might be busy for the weekend. I found him a possible date:
http://www.windingstream.com/se/BattleKitty.htm

[ March 15, 2003, 00:44: Message edited by: Gryphin ]

primitive · #**2804** March 15th, 2003, 03:13 AM

LOL

Is that a real kitten, or just a FBW in a catsuit ?

Gryphin · #**2805** March 15th, 2003, 03:33 AM

I don't think it is a "FBW" since the "B" is for "bunny" but maybe we will hire some
Furry Kitty Staff

Kamog · #**2806** March 15th, 2003, 06:25 AM

Hey, what happened to the Cantina? Why is everything completely obliterated?

Are we going to have the new Cantina where we jump around different threads and forums?

That FKS is abnormally curvy.

mac5732 · #**2807** March 15th, 2003, 06:33 AM

Gryphin you old Salt, Love the Kitty Playmate of the Month

Oh Ya,

Drooling Mac

Phoenix-D · #**2808** March 15th, 2003, 07:29 AM

"Whatever happened to that boarding party idea?"

With luck it died a very nasty, messy, unpleasant death. Preferably with no hope of ressurection.

Phoenix-D

Gryphin · #**2809** March 15th, 2003, 07:33 AM

mac, down boy, down.

mac5732 · #**2810** March 15th, 2003, 09:12 AM

Gryphin, she's to good for the old hairball

, ps. does she have a friend, maybe one who likes older men

(mac turns up the old pacemaker for extensive shocks to keep it tickin)

under anothe note

A deep prevailing silence reins in the empty location where once stood a resounding, establishment of joy, hilarity, gorgesous FBW,& all kinds of cartoon violence. With heads bowed, members of the once proud elixer of essance, offer their silent testimony of grief for the passing of yet another of those wonderous cantinas where anything could happen and usually did

.

All the members accept a brewski from a forlorn Taz, Here's to the old girl Taz yells, and all the members upend their drinks, and afterward smash the empty containers on the site of desolation. With tears in their eyes, and with the rumble of the essance filling the atmosphere, they slowly walk away........ (to be continued)