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Prusmia wrote:

64 pints.

YouTube Inc wrote:

so 36.368700192322038 Liters then

Listen to you two, speaking metric to common folk. I can't count to 36 or 64, so just hold still while I spray both of you down with this high-pressure hose. I'm not sure what it's loaded with, but then I've forgotten what you were requesting, so that all works out. I'm pretty sure you'll be receiving far more than the requested amounts of whatever it turns out to be.

Woof woof owoof woof (Translation) Hello peoples I took a break from Nation states to deal with school but I am kind of back now.

Prusmia wrote:

Well I mean, yeah. Also, are you going to take this or not. The Chicago police will be after me soon enough.

I have no problem sharing with the police. Just tell them you're providing this month's "protection money" on behalf of the Bar.

Brocklandia wrote:

Well, I hope this time you passed those obedience school classes. I'm getting tired of diverting my tips to pay your tuition. Especially since I never get tips.

I would wonder why you seem like such an amiable personality.

Tercania islands wrote:

You get paid? I have to extort and rob for my pay, which gets taken for Duncan's extra-curricular activities.

Here's a tip, *hands a bottle of wine*

Prusmia wrote:

Here's a tip, *hands a bottle of wine*

This doesn't pay for catch tournaments, and it's not even old enough to be a bribe. Unless you have some from the Grecian era. I miss ancient Greece. The romance trends were so me!

Tercania islands wrote:

You get paid? I have to extort and rob for my pay, which gets taken for Duncan's extra-curricular activities.

By "paid" I meant "allowed to live." TheOrc can be so grumpy sometimes.

Brocklandia wrote:

I ... do? Hm. Must work harder on drenching my messages in snark.

Hey, Duncan the delivery doggo!--Go to the storeroom and bring me a new vat of snark, please.

*sigh* Well, I'm going to go get my flamethrower I'll be back.

The Witness stirs from their nap and looks around tiredly.

Ahh. Did I miss anything again? I have a feeling there was something important to look at during some specific time...

Brocklandia wrote:

Yeah, well, don't get used to the Third Place trophies. You only got it because I decided to be all magnanimous and not award it to myself ... and because I gave your Second Place to Zany Zanes instead. Hey, not many consolation prizes are actually upgrades, right?

But this coming week, Third Place shall be mine again.

Well, this week I'm going to try for third place again. You're going to have to fight me for it.
And believe me, angry Canadian poetry is some scary sh**.
May the best (or decidedly most third-place-worthy) poem win!

Duncan the delivery doggo wrote:

Woof woof owoof woof (Translation) Hello peoples I took a break from Nation states to deal with school but I am kind of back now.

Oh really I've been using nationstates to avoid dealing with school.
But good for you my dude
And welcome back, eh.
*Pats on head and hands maple-syrup-and-hockey-flavored treats*

Ratfink wrote:

Bushels are really only suited for holding apples and hiding one's light under. I suppose, in a pinch, one could curl up beneath one, but it's probably going to smell like rotting fruit.

Why not both?

https://i.imgur.com/YrJKLl6.png

Nice I like it, eh.

Ratfink wrote:

Why not both?
https://i.imgur.com/YrJKLl6.png

Because of mental health reasons, I would guess.

Prusmia wrote:

You know there are children in here.

Of course there are. Who do you think orders most of the beer we sell? Adults order more exotic drinks.

The Bar welcomes all of our new embassies. Feel free to order a drink, and participate in our weekend poetry contest. But please dont ask for third place. Trust me on this.