Stupid Question, Stupid Answer.

[Guitar Gamer]

Ah'll beh waiting but a while.
ah actually 'ad yeh pinned down as bin playing it today.................which may explain yer absence.......................care teh share what 'appened?

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

Nothing too much happened. Just had one of 'those' days.

But really, don't sweat it, okay? *Smiles happily*

 

[Guitar Gamer]

ahhhhhhh okay den

ah tink yeh need a drink

BARKEEP SPIKE 'ER DRINK AND AH'LL HAVE YEH KILLED!

what'll yeh have?

 

[Sassafrass]

I'll take a Scotch, if you don't mind?

 

[Guitar Gamer]

A SCOTCH FER SASSAFRASS!

and you, Vaudess?

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

Can I get my usual Daiquiri? *grins and sits on shoulders*

 

[Guitar Gamer]

A DAIQUIRI FER VAUDESS!
AH SWEAR IF YOU SPIKE DAT DRINK!..........

got dat?

 

[Sassafrass]

I think he does.

Think he's got that?
Should I go and make sure?
Shall I add a pointless third question?
Should I stop now before I get ninja'd?

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

Er, Maybe
If you'd like
Perhaps
You're safe this time.

Where did this new barkeep come from? I don't think I like him.

 

[Guitar Gamer]

ah relleh dunna like him................anna I HATE bartenders.................
.................woah dat drink sure as hell was spiked.

can yeh help meh stand so ah can punch deh bartender?

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

*Steadies GG*

Easy now.
Can you punch?

 

[Guitar Gamer]

Course ah can punch!
*GG revs his drill*

deh didn't call meh
"deh steel daddy" fer nut'in' ya know?

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

I know, I know.

But you gotta be careful when you've had a spiked drink?

 

[Sassafrass]

Yes.

Is it natural for a man to wee himself when facing a Big Daddy?
[sup]...I say nothing.[/sup]

 

[Guitar Gamer]

*GG stumbles to the bartender after he gave Sas and Vaudess their drinks*

'EY!

yeh tink ah didn't see what yeh put in dose drinks?
*the bartender freezes in terror*

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

*Swirls drink*

...He didn't spike them, did he?

 

[Sassafrass]

*Sips, then smacks lips*
I think he mat have done.

Think someone is trying to kill us?

 

[Guitar Gamer]

at dis point it dunna realleh matter, ah don't trust dis guy
*GG grabs the bartender by the scruff of his shirt*
got 3 words teh disway meh from killing yeh
*the Bartender glares at GG*

"f*ck you tin can slave to Ryan"
wrong answer ah
*the bartender brings up a shotgun with his left arm and fires point blank into GG's helmet causes both to stumble back*
AAARRR Ah canna 'ere anyting! what deh hell?!?!

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

Damn it! Get down! *Brings Sas and GG down behind bar*

What the hell?! Are you okay, GG?!

 

[Guitar Gamer]

AH CANNA HEAR NUT'IN!! DAT SHOT MADE MEH DEAF ER SUMTING! WHAT?
*the bartender pumps out a shell*
"Get out of my bar, I'm no stupid punk get out"
Wha? punk?......................You ain't no punk you punk
*GG stands up and revs his drill*
You best beh ge'in out of yo mind 'er get out of my
understand?
*GG shrugs off a shotgun blast to the shoulder*
Ah'm deh garbage man mutha f*cker
*GG dives across the counter onto the Bartender*
ready fer 10 seconds of hell?