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CSharpa wrote:I'm gonna bring you to Brazil.
So I can find those Nigerian Princes in here

That's kind of like looking for apples in an orange grove.

Plant monster in a pot wrote:Stop being right all the time god it's making me shed

But being right all the time is my job. Don't challenge me on this--you know I'm right.

Plant monster in a pot wrote:I'm not really a dog, but I feel sad...
Like weak animal sad...

When they make a "for your generous donation of just $19 a month" commercial about you, then you'll know you've got the "weak animal sad" routine mastered.

Plant monster in a pot

Father Eagle wrote:Well, the sky above the bar is my region. So technically I own the sky.

Good luck enforcing that claim.

Plant monster in a pot

Plant monster in a pot

disintegrates into a puddle of green goop and will never be seen again

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Brocklandia wrote:One Scotch, as requested. His name's Donegal, and he prefers to be called a Scot instead of Scotch. But other than that, I'm betting you two will be real happy together.

Hello there Donegal. How would you like to come with me to a place where they make a quite spectacular whisky?

Plant monster in a pot

melts the floors and millions of tiny bugs litter on the floor. They jump on tables and ruin food and run into the kitchen

Plant monster in a pot wrote:melts the floors and millions of tiny bugs litter on the floor. They jump on tables and ruin food and run into the kitchen

Hey, Cheffy!--The crunchy bits you sprinkle on the ice cream are incoming!

The Georgeian Empire wrote:Hello there Donegal. How would you like to come with me to a place where they make a quite spectacular whisky?

Donegal is paid by the hour, so you should probably just take him upstairs instead. His pimp will be looking for him soon.

Brocklandia wrote:Donegal is paid by the hour, so you should probably just take him upstairs instead. His pimp will be looking for him soon.

Well then, I tap my staff, and a head-sized blue portal appears in the air. I put my hand through and pull out a blood bag, with a tube and needle hanging off I'll play around with his blood then. I pull Donegal's arm out and stab him with the needle. The tube begins filling with blood. Nano-pumps, brilliant things.

how i buy tea in this bar?

i would like to buy hot tea

Socianesia wrote:i would like to buy hot tea

You donít ďbuyĒ stuff in this bar
You demand it, then you donít pay for it, then you die or get violently ill, then youíre stuck here forever, eh.

Maple Hockey Canadia wrote:You demand it, then you donít pay for it, then you die or get violently ill, then youíre stuck here forever, eh.

Shh! You Canadians, always spoiling the surprise.

Socianesia wrote:i would like to buy hot tea

Here you go. A kettle of hot water, and a selection of teas. May I recommend the orange-jasmine? It goes well with the radiation we used to super-heat the water.

Socianesia wrote:i would like to buy hot tea

Let me tell you something. In this bar, time has no meaning. So all you need to do is just wait a little while. See the wonderful results you receive?

walks half-drunkingly toward the counter, sits in a stumble with a loud plop

Two slices of cherry pie please, with a pint of cherry flavored vodka. I'm feeling into my special, favorite fruit today.

heaves 16oz platinum bar out of trench pocket onto the counter; causes an enormous dent

Here be yer payment, sell or scrap at your own disposal.

switches bar jukebox to a new song

Everyone here ought to like the song "When Can I See You Again?" from Wreck-It-Ralph!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gkhOc6iXN6U

*The dog enjoys some Napalm in the morning*

Puttin On the Ritz wrote:walks half-drunkingly toward the counter, sits in a stumble with a loud plop

Two slices of cherry pie please, with a pint of cherry flavored vodka. I'm feeling into my special, favorite fruit today.

A plate of cherry pie slides in front of the customer and a sort of reddish strong alcohol tumbles out after.

Enjoy.

Puttin On the Ritz wrote:Let me tell you something. In this bar, time has no meaning. So all you need to do is just wait a little while. See the wonderful results you receive?

walks half-drunkingly toward the counter, sits in a stumble with a loud plop

Two slices of cherry pie please, with a pint of cherry flavored vodka. I'm feeling into my special, favorite fruit today.

heaves 16oz platinum bar out of trench pocket onto the counter; causes an enormous dent

Here be yer payment, sell or scrap at your own disposal.

*The penguin brings over the pie and vodka while zombies takes away the platinum bars* Enjoy.

Zany Zanes wrote:A plate of cherry pie slides in front of the customer and a sort of reddish strong alcohol tumbles out after.

Enjoy.

Zombie Penguins wrote:*The penguin brings over the pie and vodka while zombies takes away the platinum bars* Enjoy.

Ooooohh, double serving, danke!
digs into both meals right away

Brocklandia wrote:Shh! You Canadians, always spoiling the surprise.

Here you go. A kettle of hot water, and a selection of teas. May I recommend the orange-jasmine? It goes well with the radiation we used to super-heat the water.

no no thanks i just want a tea

Puttin On the Ritz wrote:Let me tell you something. In this bar, time has no meaning. So all you need to do is just wait a little while. See the wonderful results you receive?

Oh, time does have meaning here. It just doesn't have value.

Puttin On the Ritz wrote:Everyone here ought to like the song "When Can I See You Again?" from Wreck-It-Ralph!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gkhOc6iXN6U

Added to the Bar's Jukebox.

gay kissing

Rudolph wrote:gay kissing

Hey, how it's going?

Puttin On the Ritz wrote:Hey, how it's going?

that one vine where people are making out and they like flip off the guy with the camera and continue making out

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