"You sure have some drinking skills!" *looks very impressed towards the nun* "Haven't seen a nun drink like that since the first robot invasion"
*ahh the robot invation! Were the Beers were cold and the Nun as hot as the gun* *looks for the priest ... you know what they say? When the priest is out, the Nuns are dancing on the tables ....*
* wipes down bar, while staring at the Nun* ( Wow that Nun has awesome staying power, shes been here for like 48hrs) * Looks at trox on floor* " who left that there?" ---------- Post added at 18:25 ---------- Previous post was at 18:22 ---------- "Oh its you" " You do know I dont serve people that dont say please right?" * Grins*
*falls down under the table ... oh it got darkz ... maybe I should find the church, if only I knew were it was* *Hmm, someone's standing at the table whiping down nice little crum-treats... OH an angel .. I must be in heaven now* *smiles happily* *burps* *faints*
* starts to worry about the Nun, she's not looking well* (Wonder if Roni is coming back soon, want to go on a Hog hunt)
*Roni is back* *taking his place behind bar* *have a nice hunt Rockchick:)* *anybody needs a drink?* *gives the Nun a cup of coffee out off compassion* *calling Viagrafalls, better go get the Nun, not looking good* *dodging some Uzi bullits* *hi the other Dutch guy entered :)* *mister Skywalker, would you be so kind to put the dead trox "outside the bar"?* *it smells bad and my boss, listening to the name of "khaos" will not be pleased with faintng customers* *thank you, need a drink?*
" Oh thanks hon, have fun" * Throws Roni a bottle * " Oh and keep an eye on that Nun, shes not looking good"
(that nun is crazier than me) (or is it just a crazy joint we have here) "Bartender, give me a drink please....surprise me with something special!"
"Goodevening everybody" *Takes a seat next to Roni* "So, who is giving free drinks" (will anybody give me a drink? can't pay one myself)
*here you go Skywalker* * it s called the Pangallactic gargle blaster* *its like getting the EU thrown at your head, a brick of gold wrapped in lemon juice* thx to Adams;), Ill gonna improvise next time
(no wonder the bar is always out of booze when the owner can't even afford to buy himself a drink) *deals out a hand of solitaire on the table in front of me*
* do not blame the owner!* * robots stealing the beer* *but we have (il)legal bevardges. go check the bar tender*
(safara looks pretty down today) *fills a glass with beer* "Here you go safara" *wink* *Puts the glass in front of him*
"Lemme see if i can make cheezburger" *runs to the nearest McDonald's* -One hour later- (oh shit.. Calypso has no McDonald's yet) *Runs back*
*waaaater ... I need ... water ... throat ... dry ... can't ... argghhhhhh...* ... *Places hand on the table and try to lift myself up* *colapses back under the table*
