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Mac strolls into the parking lot after walking around a space shuttle which had just landed next to a Dreadnaught parked in the outback space parking lot area. He was shaking his head, a FBW asked his what the problem was, He told her those entities outside parked their shuttle right in the main aisle, they kept mumbling something about a cerated space jockey pilot, let alone the older couple yelling and complaining about the demise of their brand new, showroom, Deloreon that was apparantly parked underneathe the Dreadnaught... Oh well, he eyes the members in the cantina sees the Taz behind the bar humming or growling to himself mixing drinks, sees Puke enjoying some new type of brewski, what the heck, Taz bring me one of those sapaten thingyies that Puke is indulging himself in, he yells, as he locates himself upon one of the new plush cushioned, well padded bar seats.... hmmm the Taz sure appears to be enjoying his new job, just look at him taste the contents of each bottle he opens, just to make sure it was the real stuff and not some counterfit make up, what a devil, always looking out for the members well being, most gratifying... Oh Taz, how about a glass........

just some ideas mac