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Looks like we're out of U-235 ... danged supply chain issues, or maybe someone was just too lazy to reorder. But we do have this li'l number that has a double-dose of U-238, if you like your radioactivity with extra neutrons. It tends to case a little more blunt force trauma to your DNA, but its mutagenic properties will make every sip a new body part warping experience. Hey!--Maybe you'll end up with more tentacles, in colors only bees can see. Won't that be fun? You might have to get your shirts custom-made after that, though.
Zany Zanes, Consuela de la Morrela, Teampizza, and Sicario Mercenary Corps
Oh, squeal and double-squeal! Thank you, kindest and most discerning of judges! Thank you!
Consuela de la Morrela, Teampizza, and Sicario Mercenary Corps
The weekly Spelling Bee is held on Sundays, so you're either late or early, depending on your perspective. P E R S P E C T I V E. Perspective.
Zombie Penguins, Lemona, and Teampizza
Emphasis on try. Accidents happen, and our tap water can be unstable.
Lemona, Teampizza, and Sicario Mercenary Corps
Well, then, here's a refill for you, kind customer.
Lemona and Teampizza
Well, they're both bald, and they both glow when you stick their cords in an electrical socket, so I can't fault your logic.
Teampizza and Sicario Mercenary Corps
thanks
*sips*
Brocklandia and Teampizza
My region stupid
Just give me a Samuel Adams to drink my pain way 🍺 🍺 🍺
And a fireball cuz why not
You got any pretzels by chance?
Zany Zanes and Teampizza
Bavarian Pretzels, if you can.
Zany Zanes and Teampizza
BaRtEnDeR????
I swear if one of my region mates come here…
Atomically unstable? Does your tap water happen to be heavy water?
I love mutating into an unimaginable horror on tuesday mornings, like im not one already.
A shadow unsticks itself from the walls and shakes off the remnants of sleep with a stretch. Pouring a glass of craft beer, possibly made by someone with the initials S.A..
Then pours a shot of cinnamon whisky.
Slides both drinks over to the impatient patron.
Enjoy.
Goes to push a bowl of pretzels their way.
Frowns, though it'd be difficult to see, and pulls a bowl of Bavarian Pretzels from under the counter to slide over instead.
Enjoy!
Looks them over suspiciously.
Who wants to know?
Winces in sympathy.
Did you mistakenly order the Soup of the Day? It happens to the best of us. Stomach pumps are to your right, feel free to sign up on the sheet over there.
I had a beer with extra U-238 cuz you were all out of U-235, though I will have the Soup of the Day now I’m feeling a bit peckish. As for the heavy water comment, just wondering. Don’t check my basement.
mmmmm pretzels
*eats one of the pretzels in one bite*
yummy
*chugs the rest of my beer*
mmm good
here’s da money
*pays in dogecoins*
*leaves*
The shadows nod along.
Gotcha.
Pulling on a hazmat suit the shadowy bartender pours a vat of Soup of the Day into a lead lined bowl. Using prongs to carry the meal over, they set it before the patron, and plop a spoon into the soup which promptly begins to boil and dissolve the utensil.
Enjoy! Quickly I'd recommend.
*walks in the bar with a dog made of corn* corn dog *refuses to elaborate further* *leaves*
*snorts up soup then drinks the remains of the utensil*
Beats me. No one who tried to taste ... er, test it has ever survived the experience.
How the heck did our lives ever get to the point where this sort of thing is considered normal?
Do you mean "is" or "named"? I mean, I'm fine either way.
Athretvari and Lemona
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