The bar

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

*Ze next pozter getz mauled by Jawaz, zpat on by Banthaz, und zen zat on by a large Hutt*

Ach...

[Verdauga]

*The previous poster gets fed to a sarlacc.*

*Uses my knowledge of jawese to escape mauling.*

[lass of something much]

*Hisses and falls off the fridge*

[Kade Rivok]

*Hisses at Flib and bares her fangs*

*Tosses a banana at Lass.*

*Now has a banana stuck to her fangs*

*Squeal of rage*

Heh.

*Hisses and falls off the fridge*

Heh.  *Waves enchanted fork and levitates Lass before she can hit the ground.*

[Flib Bigboat]

(My sister and I were drinking lemonade earlier today, and talking about all sorts of things, and I told her about Ally's "hard" lemonade, and she thought it was hilarious. )

*pulls gun*

I am no longer asking.

Give me the recipe.

Ask nicely, in Russian if you want, but as long as you're asking nicely.

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

*The previous poster gets fed to a sarlacc.*

*Uses my knowledge of jawese to escape mauling.*

*Zrovz Mandalorian armour intae ze Zarlacc, cauzin' it tae zpit 'im up*

Gain' by yer pozt, ye avoided gettin' mauled by ze Jawaz, but ztill gaet zpat on by Banthaz und zat on by a large Hutt. Ach...

[Flib Bigboat]

*takes an umbrella along*

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

A Rodian walks into the bar. 'OUCH!', he says.

Alaz poor Yorkie...

[Booklover]

*takes an umbrella along*

Is it raining?

[Kade Rivok]

Might be for the bantha spit.

A Rodian walks into the bar. 'OUCH!', he says.

Alaz poor Yorkie...

Surely he didn't go in Solo?

[Flib Bigboat]

He went in Third Person Singular Past Tense Active.

[lass of something much]

*Hisses at Flib and bares her fangs*

*Tosses a banana at Lass.*

*Now has a banana stuck to her fangs*

*Squeal of rage*

Heh.

*Hisses and falls off the fridge*

Heh.  *Waves enchanted fork and levitates Lass before she can hit the ground.*

*Tries to comment on the mocking of pain, but still has a banana on her fangs*

[Flib Bigboat]

*is hissed at*

The mocking of pain? From the Princess Bride?

*thinks for a minute*

"You mock my grief? I died that day."
Awful serious for a Cellars thread, perhaps, but

Spoiler

She still didn't know who the man in black was, yet.

[close]

[Booklover]

You mock my pain.

Life is pain. Anyone who says otherwise is selling something.

[Flib Bigboat]

 

"Inconceivable!" the Sicilian cried.
The Spaniard whirled on him."Stop saying that word."