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The tavern of Geglash
ChaosEmpire:
i m glad, that you have had problems..i didnt understand anything...scoll
bdpf:
@webwalker
Black cats now rule!
Number five is on back porch waiting to come in. ( A new Stray.) <<SMILE>>
Wife found out keyboard cats and lap tops don't mix.
Barfed on keyboard. :scare: :skull: :girl_werewolf:
Caused a swearing and gashing of teeth.
:diablo: Not sipping too much! Just enough....
Spider Webs
by bdpf
07/11/09 01:59:35 PM
There was a tavern of spiders and mice, the lager and laughter were free, to all.
Dust was the spice to the snacks, since no one came to chat.
For more than a year, no one came to drink and laugh.
Tho an Empire of Chaos, outside was in need of laughter and lager.
An old gummy, limps back to the tavern, in search of a cool glass and some laughter.
It was now tavern of spiders and mice.
There was a tavern of spiders and mice, the lager and laughter, free.
Dust was the spice to the snacks.
A cold pitcher of milk was kept for Old Joe, so he would not become dizzy.
It is time to talk, laugh at the things to come, sort out the Empire of Chaos outside as we sip a cool glass of lager.
The tavern will again will smell of split beer and the smoke of our smokes as Old Joe sips his cold milk. Talk of the next release of the new world of Chaos (Diablo, so Joe understands.) will gather comments.
The spiders and mice will again be banished from the tavern by your laughter at the Old Gummy's words of nonsense.
Sweep the floor.
Wipe off the bar.
Pour a cold glass for Old Joe. Just milk, he gets dizzy.
I now invite you to come and leave comments of anything in the Tavern of Geglash.
The beer is cold, if you get it from the ice box.
The coffee is as strong as you make it.
Smoke them if you have them.
Laugh and poke fun at anyone, its all in good fun.
If its late, I'll have a few sips of whiskey with my smokes.
Roll your own, its cheaper.
Watch out for the big black spider in the corner!
:diablo:
Yep, even if it is the cheapest!
I was sort of speaking metaphorically...
I got cash from bank, after it was direct deposited.
Made deposit in the bill / mortgage account, went and bought food and things for the wife.
Made sure I had beer and whiskey, since I was down to the last sip.
As for the black cats;
My little Smidge had a litter of five two gray and three black. GRIN. Smidge has 30 white hairs on chest.
The wifes Hawk (solid black cat) did the dirty deed.
Eldest daughter took the two grays and one black, which left me with four black cats to look after, plus two other older ones.
The last few months have been just cat naps for me, while I tried to keep the three older cats away from the kittens. But that seems to have changed some. The little devils don't back down from the older cats. (Double Grin)
So thats what has been happening with me and the kittens. he he he Two trips to the vet took care of the problem of kittens for now. In a few months I will have to go again, with the kittens.
As for what happened today;
My little blonde zon took many scalps in the desert to day. The tombs have been sweep out and are ready for the tourists. <Grin> :s513:
:wece:
The green jungles await for the blonde spear chucker.
Still have the buzzing in my ears. :oops:
bdpf, aka; Snuffy
Posted on: June 06, 2008, 10:23:56 pmJust dropped in at the old tavern and got a surprise.
The bar was dirty and covered with dust, a moth was caught in a spider web on the back bar.
I did think it was strange that the heavy door creaked as i opened it. Did someone haunt the tavern?
Tried to draw a schooner of beer but the pump was dry. Oh well, a dusty bottle provided a sip or should I say a swig, all the glasses were dusty. Left some cash on the bar and went out to find a livelier spot to finish the bottle.
The splintered bench under the Chestnut tree offered some shade and a few squirrels to watch while I sipped from the bottle.
:s513:
:wece:
Months have past and the sipping bottle is half full or half empty.
My zon, spear chucker is taking a vacation in the sun. She had green moss growing between her toes. Darn jungle! She never liked the winter months.
Try to pump a beer, the pumps were dry and the spider on the back bar, starved.
Dusted of the bar top and brought my own clean glass. An other dusty bottle provides some to sip as I poke on the old keyboard.
The future here is looking grim, with the dollar shrinking. <Frown>
bdpf:
Spider Webs
by bdpf
07/11/09 01:59:35 PM
There was a tavern of spiders and mice, the lager and laughter, free.
Dust was the spice to the snacks.
For more than a year, no one came to drink and laugh.
Tho an Empire of Chaos, outside in need of laughter and lager.
An old gummy, limps back to the tavern, in search of a cool glass and some laughter. It was a tavern of spiders and mice.
There was a tavern of spiders and mice, the lager and laughter, free.
Dust was the spice to the snacks.
A cold pitcher of milk was kept for Old Joe, so he would not become dizzy.
It is time to talk, laugh at the things to come, sort out the Empire of Chaos outside as we sip a cool glass of lager.
The tavern will again will smell of split beer and the smoke of our smokes as Old Joe sips his cold milk. Talk of the next release of the new world of Chaos will gather comments.
The spiders and mice will again be banished from the tavern by your laughter at the Old Gummy's words of nonsense.
Sweep the floor.
Wipe off the bar.
Pour a cold glass for Old Joe.
I now invite you to come and leave comments of anything in the
Tavern of Geglash.
The beer is cold, if you get it from the ice box.
The coffee is as strong as you make it.
Smoke them if you have them.
Laugh and poke fun at anyone, its all in good fun.
If its late, I'll have a few sips of whiskey with my smokes.
Roll your own, its cheaper.
Watch out for the big black spider in the corner! :diablo:
:wece:
:welcome:
webwalker:
Hello, bdpf... I'm not a ceiling decoration *shaped* like a giant spider, I *AM* a giant spider, and I'm the bar-keep.
I've learned how to pour 4 drinks at once, which helps take care of the occasional thirsty Barbarian.
The mice are put out in bowls as munchies, because I can't afford peanuts.
So what will it be? Beer? Whiskey? Boiler-maker?
bdpf:
Are they chocolate coated, roasted spiders?
Have to go into the kitchen, make like a gourmet chef and feed my face.
Have some nice cold lager for afters.
Nice to hear from you again.
Check out, the sweep out Tavern Geglash. put a gallon of freash milk in the cooler for Joe. <<>>SMILE<<>> He only gets the fermented goat milk if he is good. You know how he gets dizzy when he drinks.
bdpf, Old Gummy, The Generalist.
ps: Black Cats Rule.
:aikido:
pss: Might sip latter! See ya.
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