Harry's Bar: Under New Management - Page 3

J. Allen · November 13 2012, 03:25 AM

Shanndee wrote:

J. Allen wrote:

Mr. Laser Beam wrote:

*un-drinks J's beverage*

UN-RUMBLE!!!

You poor man. Here's a quarter for a shoe shine!

Shanndee wrote:

Well..there was that shady character in a trench coat wearing a fedora.

First he asked if I wanted to buy an "M"

...then he showed me a collection of fine watches...

Sesame Street reference! Oh, I love you for that!

Thanks J.! Have a drink with me and we'll share tales from the 'hood!

...where's that karaoke machine?..."Suuunnny day, sweepin' the clouds away, on my way..."

"...to where the air is sweet! Can you tell me how to get, how to get to Sesame Street?"

Mr. Laser Beam wrote:

*voice coming from under the table*

Regrets...I've had a few...but then again...too few to mention

I read this in the voice of Zoidberg. I thought you should know.

Mr. Laser Beam · November 13 2012, 04:49 AM

^ I've never seen Futurama so I wouldn't get the joke anyway.

Sakrysta · November 13 2012, 04:50 AM

Wanders in, grabs a random chair and throws it at Santaman.

I'd just like a raspberry Italian soda, please.

J. Allen · November 13 2012, 04:53 AM

Mr. Laser Beam wrote:

^ I've never seen Futurama so I wouldn't get the joke anyway.

RevdKathy · November 13 2012, 09:25 AM

RevdKathy rises from behind the bar like the creature from the black lagoon. The resemblance is uncanny, thanks to the holy divinity of all hangovers, augmented by a night spent sleeping draped over a beer barrel.

She looks around the gathered community. How nice, she thinks, to see some of the old clientele have remembered this place, and its warm friendly ways of throwing chairs at newcomers to make them welcome. And we have some newcomers, discovering for the first time the delights of good ole' Harry's.

The Revd shakes her head to clear it, and regrets it instantly. Or maybe the room really is on spin cycle. Reaching for a large frying pan (skillet) she asks anyone who is still awake

"Ok, Breakfast. Who's for a full english? I have plenty of bacon!"

Bob The Skutter · November 13 2012, 09:50 AM

Ugh, I had had something typed but something ate it. So here instead is a quick summation.

I'll have a Full English, RevdKathy serves me then hits me in the face when she chucks the frying pan at me as she rushes out the door to work, telling me it's my turn to serve.
Sod it though, everyone knows where the bar is. I'm going to sit here entertaining myself.

trekkiebaggio · November 13 2012, 11:31 AM

I could use a stiff drink...or two or three or four...

Deckerd · November 13 2012, 11:35 AM

Deckerd sweeps imperiously into the room, falls over a chair, smacks her face on the newly swept floor, decides this is as good as it's going to get, rolls over to a more comfortable supine position and orders a double gin and tonic and a bacon roll.

Bob The Skutter · November 13 2012, 11:54 AM

Bob The Skutter Drops the frying plan flat on Deckerd's face. "Make it yourself."

Mr. Laser Beam · November 13 2012, 03:21 PM

Breakfast... I'll have bacon, eggs, more bacon, more eggs, pancakes, more pancakes, and since I'm still a little drunk, I'll sing:

ROLL OUT THE BARREL
WE'LL HAVE A BARREL OF FUN
ROLL OUT THE BARREL
WE'VE GOT THE BLUES ON THE RUN
ZING BOOM TA-RA-REL
SING OUT A SONG OF GOOD CHEER
NOW'S THE TIME TO ROLL THE BARREL
FOR THE GANG'S ALL HERE!!!!

Captain Ice · November 13 2012, 04:12 PM

Shaytan wrote:

I will behave, I promise

Behaving is vastly overrated.

Ice is out making his daily rounds when his radio squawks to life. Gunshots in Harry's Bar? Man, I thought that place was closed for good. Someone must be looking for a convenient place to stash a body where it'll never be found again. Well, I gotta go check it out anyway....

*heads off in the direction of the bar*

Santaman · November 13 2012, 05:52 PM

You can't keep a good bar closed...

as for shooting... yeah yeah, but they threathened with karaoke, also I'm out of ammo for my bazooka...

T'Bonz · November 13 2012, 07:08 PM

One beat-up Romulan scout ship arrives at an unnamed and best-forgotten planet.

T'Bonz staggers into Harry's Bar - bleary-eyed, and well after noon (is morning that time when the glowy-thing in the sky is out?). Her head is pounding from yesterday's party on another unnamed backwaters planet.

"What, this place is still around? I heard it but I couldn't believe it. It's been years."

*Looks around.*

"Ah, Revdkathy.....and WAIT...that SCURVY PIRATE GOT HERE BEFORE I DID?!!"

"Somehow, that doesn't surprise me."

**Looks around again and sees a bunch of newbies**

**lobs an empty ale bottle in their general direction.**

Vah-udt lloann'na veruuls!

Captain Ice · November 13 2012, 09:12 PM

Ice walks through the door and immediately ducks a flying ale bottle.

"I guess it must be true then....."

Ice grabs a nearby empty chair and fires it back at the person who threw the bottle, then he grabs an upended table, uses it as a shield, and heads toward the bar to figure out who fired the gun. Spotting Santaman in the crowd, he diverts toward him.

"Show me the shotgun. Now."

RevdKathy · November 13 2012, 09:24 PM

RevdKathy slams a mace on the bar and roars for silence.

"This here place is for socialising, not smashing each other!"

She opens another giant keg of Romulan Ale and fits a hose for serving at speed, and starts whipping up mysterious cocktails that change colour, temperature and taste as you drink them. She subtly adjusts the toxicity levels. And serves chocolate muffins as a sweetener.

"You guys need to have a drink and chill out a bit."

November 13 2012, 04:49 AM	#32
Mr. Laser Beam Fleet Admiral Location: The visitor's bullpen	Re: Harry's Bar: Under New Management ^ I've never seen Futurama so I wouldn't get the joke anyway. __________________ It is by caffeine alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the beans of Java that thoughts acquire speed, the hands acquire shakes, the shakes become a warning. It is by caffeine alone I set my mind in motion.

November 13 2012, 04:50 AM	#33
Sakrysta Vice Admiral	Re: Harry's Bar: Under New Management Wanders in, grabs a random chair and throws it at Santaman. I'd just like a raspberry Italian soda, please. __________________ This is our small proof, not only that things can be done differently in this business, but that the greatest expression of rebellion is joy. - Joss Whedon, in his Emmy acceptance speech for Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog

November 13 2012, 09:25 AM	#35
RevdKathy Kid with a limp Location: Throwing snowballs at RevdKathy	Re: Harry's Bar: Under New Management RevdKathy rises from behind the bar like the creature from the black lagoon. The resemblance is uncanny, thanks to the holy divinity of all hangovers, augmented by a night spent sleeping draped over a beer barrel. She looks around the gathered community. How nice, she thinks, to see some of the old clientele have remembered this place, and its warm friendly ways of throwing chairs at newcomers to make them welcome. And we have some newcomers, discovering for the first time the delights of good ole' Harry's. The Revd shakes her head to clear it, and regrets it instantly. Or maybe the room really is on spin cycle. Reaching for a large frying pan (skillet) she asks anyone who is still awake "Ok, Breakfast. Who's for a full english? I have plenty of bacon!" __________________ "God bless us, every one"

November 13 2012, 09:50 AM	#36
Bob The Skutter Admiral Location: Bob The Skutter	Re: Harry's Bar: Under New Management Ugh, I had had something typed but something ate it. So here instead is a quick summation. I'll have a Full English, RevdKathy serves me then hits me in the face when she chucks the frying pan at me as she rushes out the door to work, telling me it's my turn to serve. Sod it though, everyone knows where the bar is. I'm going to sit here entertaining myself. __________________ It's all right, children. Life is made up of meetings and partings. That is the way of it. I am sure that we shall never forget Tiny Tim, or this first parting that there was among us.

November 13 2012, 11:31 AM	#37
trekkiebaggio Vice Admiral Location: Dancing to the Jailhouse Rock	Re: Harry's Bar: Under New Management I could use a stiff drink...or two or three or four... __________________ Angelic Hellfire - My novel. Man of Yesterday - My blog, in which I'm writing a superhero story.

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November 13 2012, 11:35 AM	#38
Deckerd Fleet Arse Location: in the Frozen Wastes	Re: Harry's Bar: Under New Management Deckerd sweeps imperiously into the room, falls over a chair, smacks her face on the newly swept floor, decides this is as good as it's going to get, rolls over to a more comfortable supine position and orders a double gin and tonic and a bacon roll. __________________ They couldn't hit an elephant at this distance.

November 13 2012, 11:54 AM	#39
Bob The Skutter Admiral Location: Bob The Skutter	Re: Harry's Bar: Under New Management Bob The Skutter Drops the frying plan flat on Deckerd's face. "Make it yourself." __________________ It's all right, children. Life is made up of meetings and partings. That is the way of it. I am sure that we shall never forget Tiny Tim, or this first parting that there was among us.

November 13 2012, 03:21 PM	#40
Mr. Laser Beam Fleet Admiral Location: The visitor's bullpen	Re: Harry's Bar: Under New Management Breakfast... I'll have bacon, eggs, more bacon, more eggs, pancakes, more pancakes, and since I'm still a little drunk, I'll sing: ROLL OUT THE BARREL WE'LL HAVE A BARREL OF FUN ROLL OUT THE BARREL WE'VE GOT THE BLUES ON THE RUN ZING BOOM TA-RA-REL SING OUT A SONG OF GOOD CHEER NOW'S THE TIME TO ROLL THE BARREL FOR THE GANG'S ALL HERE!!!! __________________ It is by caffeine alone I set my mind in motion. It is by the beans of Java that thoughts acquire speed, the hands acquire shakes, the shakes become a warning. It is by caffeine alone I set my mind in motion.

November 13 2012, 05:52 PM	#42
Santaman Rear Admiral Location: A little while in the past.	Re: Harry's Bar: Under New Management You can't keep a good bar closed... as for shooting... yeah yeah, but they threathened with karaoke, also I'm out of ammo for my bazooka... __________________ "Sword is personal, brings slicing to a man, you getta that personal feedback, nuclear weapons?.. Meh, goes off big bang and you don't get any feeling.."

November 13 2012, 07:08 PM	#43
T'Bonz Romulan Curmudgeon Location: Across the Neutral Zone	Re: Harry's Bar: Under New Management One beat-up Romulan scout ship arrives at an unnamed and best-forgotten planet. T'Bonz staggers into Harry's Bar - bleary-eyed, and well after noon (is morning that time when the glowy-thing in the sky is out?). Her head is pounding from yesterday's party on another unnamed backwaters planet. "What, this place is still around? I heard it but I couldn't believe it. It's been years." Looks around. "Ah, Revdkathy.....and WAIT...that SCURVY PIRATE GOT HERE BEFORE I DID?!!" "Somehow, that doesn't surprise me." Looks around again and sees a bunch of newbies lobs an empty ale bottle in their general direction. *Vah-udt lloann'na veruuls!* __________________ Live long and suffer! - Ancient Romulan greeting. Romulans aren't paranoid. We're merely proactively cautious.

November 13 2012, 09:12 PM	#44
Captain Ice BBT Fan Location: Captain Ice's alter ego	Re: Harry's Bar: Under New Management Ice walks through the door and immediately ducks a flying ale bottle. "I guess it must be true then....." Ice grabs a nearby empty chair and fires it back at the person who threw the bottle, then he grabs an upended table, uses it as a shield, and heads toward the bar to figure out who fired the gun. Spotting Santaman in the crowd, he diverts toward him. "Show me the shotgun. Now." __________________ Captain Ice is now Captain Stoned. - KM You are too straight to be a floral designer. - da Bunny RIP Dad Apr 22, 1942 - Dec 2, 2011

November 13 2012, 09:24 PM	#45
RevdKathy Kid with a limp Location: Throwing snowballs at RevdKathy	Re: Harry's Bar: Under New Management RevdKathy slams a mace on the bar and roars for silence. "This here place is for socialising, not smashing each other!" She opens another giant keg of Romulan Ale and fits a hose for serving at speed, and starts whipping up mysterious cocktails that change colour, temperature and taste as you drink them. She subtly adjusts the toxicity levels. And serves chocolate muffins as a sweetener. "You guys need to have a drink and chill out a bit." __________________ "God bless us, every one"