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

[Growltigga]

TALLYYY HOOOOO WHOOOOAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!

The hunt comes to an abrupt halt, all eyes turn toward Taz who has just swiped Ragnarok's credit card, eyes wait expectantly and with a desultory beep, the swipe machine announces that payment in full has been made.

Growltigga dismounts from Barry and walks over to a trembling, cowering and thoroughly chastised Ragnarok, "Rags old boy" says the mighty cat, "no hard feelings and all but you should appreciate that business is business. The problemn is is that we have had so much fun chasing you and trying to rip you limb from limb, that we really dont want to stop just yet as we haven't had as much of a laugh since Gryphin caught his tackle in the mangle. Tell you what, have a 10 minute breather whilst I sharpen the fangs on Barry and check out that chorus line and we shall start again.. we'll give you a 20 second head-start"

PS Timstone, I go to Hamsterdam next weekend

PPS TerranC, only tigers of the 'Growltigga; variety have a high sex drive, it is because we have too much testosterone sloshing about!!

[Timstone]

The high testosteron amount in the Growltigga species would mean they go bald very quickly.

[Growltigga]

that's me, Growltigga by name, follicly challenged by nature

[Gryphin]

Speaking of "Tackle in the Mangle",
1) I want all recordins digital and analog destroyed, Permanently
2) We never did find out who set that trap!
3) Should there be another investigation?

[Growltigga]

TALLY HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Ragnarok runs into the carpark pursued by the horde, hell, at least he is getting a good workout

[Ragnarok]

AHHHH!!!! Rags is getting tired but then he opens up a can of: "Run like Hell" That gives him the energy he needs to continue on. He then adruptly stops and looks to the security camara in the parking lot. He smiles and holds up the can and says: "Run like Hell. It gives YOU the power, and energy you need to run from mobs of people in a cartoon violence cantina." He then spots the mob closing in on him and he starts to run and says as a final statement for the camara: "So remember, if you're ever in a situation where you're being chased. Just remember to drink 'Run like Hell', it'll keep you running for a Hell of a long time." He then finally just dashes off running trying to get away. "I've lost 5 pounds already. As if I wasn't skinny enough!"

[Growltigga]

In a state of temper (before he was just mildly miffed) at the unwarranted commercialism employed by Ragnaroks, Growltigga rings up his cousin Fritz, his uncle Suleiman and his second cousin (twice removed) Shaka.......

Ragnarok is sprinting over the carpark, his limbs supercharged with fear and the aid of modern pharmaceuticals, he fails to see the squadron of Stukas sweeping down upon him, bombs falling away and a suspicious tiger shaped feldwebel sniggering into his cockpit as the bombs land upon Ragnarok's head. Dazed and confused from the blitz, Ragnarok stumbles toward the lawn next to the carpark, and is even more dazed when a horde of Bedouin horsemen charge toward him, scimitars swinging and yelling warcries and led by a shrouded tigga-esque figure dressed a la Sean Connery in "Lion of the Desert", he scampers off but is soon overtaken and is put subject to the horrible curse of 'may the fleas of a thousand camels infest your armpits', scratching furiously, Ragnarok stumbles off to the grass verge just beyond the carpark and then stops when he hears the sound of assegai beating up on shields... the cry goes up

"U Su Tu"
UUUUUUU
"U Su Tu Ragnarok"
UUUUUU
"U Su Tu ana Americana"
UUUUUUUUU

Ragnarok stands there gibbering as 3,000 zulu warriors charge over the crest of the grass verge and proceed to give him a damn good kicking. The Last thing he sees is a tiger, respendlant in ostrich plumes and rhinoscerous hide shield, raising a large knobkerrie over his head and bringing it down at speed......

After 15 minutes or so, the zulus stride off leaving a battered pile of shredded web designer lying on the floor, Growltigga signals the hunt to a halt and dismounts off Barry, he strides over to the shattered remnants of Ragnarok, touches him lightly on the arm and says 'Gotcha'.

With a signal to his minions, Ragnarok's remains are scooped up into a Walmart pLastic bag and taken back to the cantina, they are placed in the "Quasi Tachyon Disintegration Reversal Polarisation Cannon" and with a press of a button, a naked 'good as new' Ragnarok is standing in the cantina, looking glad to be alive but hellishly embarassed at the sight of 10,000 people laughing at his wedding tackle..

In fact, the FBW's think it is the funniest thing they have seen since Gryphin got drunk and stood on Mac's colostomy bag whilst line dancing

[ September 30, 2002, 17:45: Message edited by: Growltigga ]

[Raging Deadstar]

Originally posted by Growltigga:
In fact, the FBW's think it is the funniest thing they have seen since Gryphin got drunk and stood on Mac's colostomy bag whilst line dancing

Thats an incident I don't even want to think about!!! It must be one of those moments captured on cantina cctv for future generations humour

Annie Lennox? 80's pop singer? hello i already said i'm 16 lol

Raging Deadstar smiles and watches back as the king of cartoon violence decimates Ragnarok. RD Has a feeling, a feeling he cannot hold back anymore...

*Walsk over to timstone, smiles evily whilst he sets up a trap. Gives Timstone a wedgie, he jumps forward and falls onto his table, the table now attached to a giant spring launches him up into the air. Timstone crashes off the roof, lands back down on the table now complete with a huge custard pie, timstone is catapulted outside of the cantina via an open window. Crashes onto GT's private newly polished battlemoon which rolls over barry's tail.

Barry flicks up timstone with his foor and smacks him high up into the air like a baseball with his tail. RD smiles, pulls out his bazzoka, says goodbye and proceeds to blow Timstone out of the sky! Timstone crashes through the roof of his ship, hits the floor and is promptly hit on thehead by his beloved gearbox that fell from his workbench*

Sorry Timstone, but i had to get that out of my system

[ September 30, 2002, 18:23: Message edited by: Raging Deadstar ]

[dogscoff]

*Dogscoff goes into the kitchen and comes out with a bottle of Fairy Liquid (that's a UK brand of washing up liquid, foreigners).

He squeezes a small amount of the green fluid onto the floor and waits. After a few seconds, with a miniature, magical puff, an extremely tiny and extremely effeminate man in a ballerina outfit appears above the puddle, fluttering in the air on his little gossamer wings.

The fairy flies up to Raging Deadstar and taps him gently on the head with his wand (not his "wand", his wand.) "Oh you poor thing" simpers the fairy. "You missed out on my favourite decade." There is a twinkling of pixie dust and RD is immediately kitted out in classic mid-80s clothing: Big shoulder pads, spikey hair, tight jeans and a denim jacket with the sleeves rolled up. The fairy disappears.

Horrified, RD tears off the hideous clothing to find that underneath is a 1981 new romantic outfit, complete with big frilly cuffs and make-up. RD pulls this off to find another 80's outfit undeneath, and another, and another...

Finally he sets himself on fire in an attempt to rid himself of the nightmarish wardrobe and runs screaming from the Cantina...

[Growltigga]

Gryphin, I thought it was Mac who set that trap. but at least it was good to se you singing falsetto for a while...

forget about it and join in the possee chasing Ragnarok. We will let you have a leg when we catch him