Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong's Head Cantina - After Hours - Page 3

Saxon · #21 July 9th, 2002, 06:58 PM

Hey guys,

I am off to Ghana for two weeks. I will take the CD with me and see if I can set things up, but please be patient. Oh, I am paying for the drinks in Ghanaian cedies, so I have a suspicion that the management is going to tell anyone using my tab that they are getting nowhere.

Growltigga · #22 July 9th, 2002, 07:01 PM

Saxon, you can pay your tab in Ghanaian cedies, West African francs, Vietnamese dong, Thai Baht, Venezualan pobble beads or dingo's kidneys if you want to, the choice is yours but keep in mind the management reserve the right to take any shortfall in currency from your own person - think of Shylock, think Merchant of Venice

One of the FBW has already offered $100 for your happy sacks - she thinks they have some novelty value and will make her friends laugh

mac5732 · #23 July 9th, 2002, 07:39 PM

Hey Saxon, have fun, enjoy yourself, Hey, are there any Gnus in Ghana??? Take care, be sure your battery is charged....

ps. don't worry about your tab, I'm sure the good members of the Cantina will take good care of it,

just some ideas mac

TerranC · #24 July 9th, 2002, 07:58 PM

*As TerranC comes to a pub to relax after a day of another packing, he sees a dreadnought being towed in vain. Shaking his head, he comes into the pub to find all sorts of shady characters that have taken on all types of personas and aliases. Shaking his head once again, TerranC calls upon to one of the waitresses and asks for some Molson Canadians, a Cheese with extra sauce pizza, and some celtic music if it happens to be available. As the Waitress takes down the order, a wierd fella in WW2 getup dashes in and pays the fee and says:

I'm sure the good members of the Cantina will take good care of it

TerranC once again shakes his head and sits down and enjoys his meal, and think that he is going to like it here...

Until an oversized cat smacks TerranC's head, causing him to become unconscious.*

mac5732 · #25 July 9th, 2002, 08:28 PM

Good Ole Mac tip toes into the cantina, looks around, sees TerranC waves, goes over to his new table, orders several brewskis and a calzone from one of FBW, sits back and opens up his laptop.... As he cruises the net looking for scientific research theories on the furtherance of ones taste buds in the realms of various international sauces for Chilli, he comes upon a strange spam add... hmmm Have Gun Will Travel, boy is that a weird one, Mac contemplates to himself as he sips his Suds... We are still missing one of our members, what the hell and sends an e-mail, after which he empties his mug, Yells to the Taz, "Filler Up, You old Devil", and proceeds to surf the Liz Hurly Look a Like Web Sites while he relishes the taste of some of the new international brewskis, sliding smoothly down his gullet.... aaahhhh

a refreshed Mac

Gryphin · #26 July 10th, 2002, 01:21 AM

Stops by for a few minutes in the new place. Looks around to make sure the patrons are enjoying the band, the service and the brew. Makes very certain they treat the Waitresses nicely and tip Hughly! < Looking directly at mac >

By the way, Tips do not go on Saxons tab. Those are cash on the table.

Gryphin · #27 July 10th, 2002, 01:24 AM

Noticing that mac did not look up from his "lap top?" I stroll over to see what could be more important that Cantinna Policy.
Hmm, What is this add you are looking at?
"Have Gun, Will Travel"? Wonder why mac would be interested in that.

Growltigga · #28 July 10th, 2002, 01:51 AM

Growltigga points out to El Vomito that said Growltigga is in charge of security in the Cantina and therefore drunken Californian beer-wendy's are of valid concern to him..

Can someone tell me what on earth Spaten is? it sounds horribly organic to me

PaladinOfEarth · #29 July 10th, 2002, 02:02 AM

Outside a figure dressed in black with a pair of Colt 44's sitting in holsters at his hip, steps down from a small mean looking ship. It looks remotely like a Pegasis.

The holsters are eblazoned with a white night from a Staunton chess set.

Dropping the Reins over the railing he strides toward the door.

There is somthing panther like about him.

[ July 10, 2002, 01:09: Message edited by: PaladinOfEarth ]

PaladinOfEarth · #30 July 10th, 2002, 02:36 AM

Checking his guns at the door, he walks easily to a table in the shadows of the back.