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July 9th, 2002, 08:12 AM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Spoo pokes his head in the door. "Hey, I don't know who's dreadnaught that it is out there, but it's being towed."
Spoo then notices the extra-sparkly dancers on stage and wanders towards a table hypnotized.
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Assume you have a 1kg squirrel
E=mc^2
E=1kg(3x10^8m/s)^2=9x10^16J
which, if I'm not mistaken, is equivilent to roughly a 50 megaton nuclear bomb.
Fear the squirrel.
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July 9th, 2002, 11:00 AM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Quote:
Originally posted by Puke:
"What do you mean the old place burnt down, I've been in the VIP room with a FBW the whole time. Nope, I hadn't seen one in fetish-ware before either."
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Hmmm.. Growltigga, dressed in his best dinner jacket and clutching his 30,000 volt tazer enema, sidles up to Puke and firmly but politely, reminds him that as is written in the Book of Cyril, anyone 'interfering' with a fluffy bunny waitress shall have done to them what the sodomites did to one another. Puke takes one look at the chaps behind the Growltigga who are holding a 6 foot wooden pole, a rasping file to get some wicked splinters, a tub of swarmfega and 2 sets of handcuffs and takes the very pointed hint.....
Fluffy bunny waitresses do not do fetish-ware on request
PS who'se is that dreadnought parked in the car park with that twin exhausts, flame motif down the side, fluffy dice hanging from the mirror, a strip across the windscreen saying "Puke" and "Anyone female" and a nodding dog in the back window?
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July 9th, 2002, 11:06 AM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Growltigga waves his hands in front of Spoo's vacant staring eyes and on getting no reaction, gives him a bottle of the locally brewed kinkapoo joy juice and leaves him to it.
Fyron get a double portion of the olives.
Can someone tell me what habanjeros are? they sound like some form of chili... I prefer olives stuffed with almonds
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July 9th, 2002, 11:12 AM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Taking another swig of his Spatten, Puke produces a crank-operated telephone and has the operator patch him into Fleet Command.
"Send a dropship of colonial chunklings over to the local wrecker lot to pickup Nausea-One. The dirty Texrak I paid to feed the meter must have skipped out."
Hey there Fyron, cheers. Heres to the first round.
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July 9th, 2002, 11:37 AM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Growltigga saunters up to a wobbly Puke and takes the "Spatten" off him.. whatever on earth it might be, it is obviously far too strong for El Projectile Vomito as he is having delusions about being some form of military leader as well as being invulnerable to nuclear missile strikes and the effect of a FBW in bondage gear
Growltigga informs Taz not to serve "Spatten" to anyone else in the Cantina and in particular, to limit Puke to cherryade until he has regained sanity.
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July 9th, 2002, 12:24 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Puke wabbles around on his bar stool to face the pompous cat, points a defiant finger at him, and suddenly realizes (upon consulting the label) that there were too many 'Ts' in his spaten. must have had one too many.
right, back to the olives then.
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July 9th, 2002, 02:51 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Trajan scribbles a message on the back of a napkin and sends it via FBW to Tigga.
It reads:
Spaten is German Beer. Go to spatenusa.com and enjoy.
Cheers!
Trajan
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July 9th, 2002, 03:41 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
Cheers Trajan, Growltigga motions to Taz to reissue Spaten to all and sundry who wish to quaff said brew.
The cantina has absolutely no prohibition on service decent German beer (says Growltigga downing a couple of litres of DAB) so by way of apology, Growltigga orders bath of Spaten to be prepared and Puko to be lowered into it.
Bon appetite mes enfants
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July 9th, 2002, 04:10 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
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
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July 9th, 2002, 05:29 PM
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Re: Ye New Galactic Bar & Grill & Phong\'s Head Cantina - After Hours
{...Taz, totally enjoying the moment(and the liquid benefits of working behind the bar), serves Mac's order promptly in a tall FROSTED MUG.}
It's good Taz's can move like a whirlwind as the orders come fast and furious.
Taz also approves of the new costumes on the fluffy bunny waitresses. Wonder if they might like to get to know a Tasmanian lad better?! On off hours of course! Only a day or so old and the new place is already
2 pages full!!
Welcome one and all - first months drinks are on Saxon, management's orders!
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