Ye Olde Phong's Head Cantina and Bierkeller - The rebirth

[mac5732]

the old wize one, sitting at his favorite table, indulging in his favorite cuisine, notices the food fight going on among the various members, hmm, looks interesting he remarks.. he pushes his call button and a LH clone mozies over and he places his request. The LH clone leaves and goes into a back room behind the bar.....

Shortly thereafter, out from various hidden recesses within the cantina's walls, suspicious looking wide muzzles protrude upon the scene of mayhem within the precincts of the establishment.

A whooooooshhhhhhinnnngggg sound emits thru the attmosphere and each of those menacing mancinations erupts with cream pies and large trouts, indulating GT, Rollo (before he got to the door), dogscoff and the rest of the members present in a gooey, sticky and smelly mundane of pies and large trouts.

a relaxing Mac

[Erax]

Erax peeks out from behind Rollo's mead barrel... "Uh oh, the Boss is back, better straighten everything up before he gets REALLY mad." He pulls out a Bar Trek communicator and hurriedly mutters something into it.

A few minutes later, the doors in the back of the Cantina open and a horde of Salma Hayek, Britney Spears, Liv Tyler, Liz Hurley and Kristanna clones dressed in french-maid costumes hurries out and begins to clean, dust and straighten everything up.

"Don't forget the Boss", Erax calls out while sampling Rollo's mead...

[Erax]

Ooo, cream pie fight !

Erax grabs a passing Britney clone with his free hand. "Hey Mac, be a good fellow and point the cream pie gun this way, lemon-flavored please !"

[mac5732]

Erax, your wish is my command

Old Mac gives the order to a LH clone and all the barrels in the wall point at poor or Erax, wwhhooooooosh

Erax is pelted with creamy Lemon cream pies from head to toe....

mac

[Erax]

Erax and the Britney clone fall to the floor under a mountain of lemon-flavored cream.
Just before they are completely buried, his voice calls out :

"I owe you one Maaaaccccc."

[mac5732]

Erax, I'm happy to see you enjoying yourself in pie cuisine as Mac gives the order for more lemon cream pies to obsecure Erax's body frame from sight with more sticky, gooey, pies, whoossssssshhh

OT. GT, if you have the viking invasion for medevil, they have a Napoleon mod out for the game, everything is changed to the Napoleonic era, weapons, uniforms, guns, etc. you might want to ck it out

just some ideas Mac

[Growltigger]

Growltigga waves a hand at Mac to acknowledge that he does indeed have the Viking invasion expansion pack for Mediaval, thinks it is very good but is still wrapped up in an epic 30 year struggle against the wretched Turks. I am naturally playing the Byzantines (the Roman empire will never die) and the one problem with the expanded game is that the bloody crusades never seem to happen.

I dunno, you spend 10 years fighting savage battles in Lesser Armenia and Rum against the foul Seljuk horde (despoilers of churches, villages, small boys and goats), you are at an impasse, Pope Urban launches a cry for a few crusades to smite the infidel, you think "yippee, when the crusade bashes at the Turks, I shall launch a cunning assault against the knacked Seljuk legions and shall verily give them a good kicking" and do the crusades ever get launched?? no they dont, they are obviously too worried about the colour of the King of France's underwear, bloody Catholics...

Anyway, Rome: Total War, looks amazing, we have a TV show just started here utilising the game engine. The game looks absolutely marvellous and I cannot wait until April next year for that one...

Back to the cantina, GT loads his special "Duffer Seeking Venison and Herbs Gamey Sausage" into the hand cannon, aims it at Mac and launches... the sausage flies into the distance, loops round and hits the old timer right in the left ear....

Pulling out his trusty "Anti-South American Grilled Chicken Fajitas", GT loads that into the cannon and looks around for old Erax...

I go away for 3 weeks and that damn Brazilian lets the joint get into chapter 11! Never trust a Latin unless their names are Caesar or Shakira