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Grondy says: gimli_axe_wielder started this thread on 3/7/2002 at 17:24 with:
--------------------> THE SIGN OVER THE BAR <--------------------
Well now, welcome and hello! My name is Gimli, I am owner and head kareokee singer at this establishment. We have a full compliment of the finest drinks one can imagine, the best music made, and of course, the finest selection of pipe weed this side of the Shire. Wink Smilie

So please, come right in, sing a song, tell a joke. Do what ever you wish. There is just one requirement here. All first time visitors MUST sing a song!

Occupational opportunities are available.
*Halo wakes up after being concussed by a pair of particualy viciouse flying boots*r"Oooh! My head. Anyone got any asprin?" *a sympathetic customer hands her a packet of pain killers* "Thanx mate, ah well, could have been worse than boots...I could have been hit over the head by the dreaded killer spindly fish..." *spots the spotight being shone on an elf* "Waaaa! Somebody make her sing the theme song to the spiderman cartoons!!!"
Grondy says on 10 March 2005: Below is a list, generated by Eva lilith, of people who have performed their obligatory song/dance/poem in the Khazad-Dumish Inn. I will try to keep it up to date.

Crystle caves
Eva lilith
Finaille nailo
Gildor inglorion
Glory findel
Hooded rider
Jobo the Hobo
Laurelindhe ilmarin
Lesseus reyndous
Robbin' wood
Ulmo lord of waters
NO unmentionables, Orc Going Huh Smilie

well I guess that will save our friend trying to get into them ...
Moderator Smilie

Tigger SmilieElf Winking Smilie
A tall-ish willowy woman ducks under the front door and pauses to look around. She has long mahogany coloured hair and large blue eyes. She smiles, even though there is no one else in the room, except for a red haired dwarf who is currently enjoying a large mug of something potent.

The dwarf introduces himself and indicates a sign over the bar:

"All newcommers must sing."

"Oh," the woman says, her dulcet voice causing the dwarf to raise a curious eyebrow, "Well, I suppose I could do something..."

The dwarf, Gimli, considers this a little strange, since no one else was there yet, but he knows what short tempers elves (she has an elvish look to her, he decides) have and that they follow peculiar customs. Oh well, if she wants to sing to herself, let her he thinks.

The woman composes herself and begins softly:

"Gil Galad was an Elven-King.
Of him the harpers sadly sing,..."

She sings for a minute or so and when she finishes, Gimli raises his mug (which he had refilled a couple of times while listening) in token of acceptance. He recalled hearing of Gil Galad sometime.

"Well did I do that right?" the woman asks him.
Bravo Bravo!! *gimli jumps to his feet and rushes over for a proper greeting*

You my dear are my first partron, and as is customary, your first drink shall be on the house! That was a lovely song you sang, I can't help but think it is some how familier to me.....

[Edited on 4/7/2002 by gimli_axe_wielder]
The door opens and in pops a fat little hobbit wearing sideburns and a white sequined jumpsuit. He is carrying a guitar and as he swaggers to the bar you can tell that his hips are quite swivelly.

The innkeeper points to the sign. The stranger nods and says, "That's all right, Baby!" and steps up to the mic.

"Thank you, thank you very much. I'd like to do a little ballad from my last gig at 'The Tower' (slight pause) in Cirith Ungol". He plays a few chords, tweaks a couple pegs on the guitar's neck, and when satisfied says, "It goes like this." and plays an intro before starting the first verses, and then:

"In western lands beneath the Sun
the flowers may rise in Spring,
the trees may bud, the waters run,
the merry finches sing.
Or there maybe 'tis cloudless night
and swaying beeches bear
the Elven-stars as jewels white
amid their branching hair."

He plays a sixteen bar cadenza and continues:

"Though here at journey's end I lie
in darkness buried deep,
beyond all towers strong and high,
beyond all mountains steep,
above all shadows rides the Sun
and Stars for ever dwell:
I will not say the Day is done,
nor bid the Stars farewell."

As he finishes he bows with the words, "Thank you, thank you, thank you very much." and proceeds to draw down the tankard of ale that has just been offered by the Dwarf, who introduces himself and the other patron of the establishment.

"Sam, Sam Gamgee's the name; playing gigs the game. Used to be accompanied by an old hound dog named, Baby, but Since mah Baby's left me, I've had to play alone." (Rimshot followed by groans and grimaces.) Very Big Grin Smilie
The woman who entered earlier may have neglected to mention that her name is Allyssa
Open goes the door again and in comes a jolly-looking creature, with a brown beard and sparkling blue eyes. His clothes are blue, his boots are yellow and he wears a feather on his head. (now who might this be? Tongue Smilie ) He greets the innkeeper, sees the sign and nods. Then he bursts into a song of nonsense:

"Hey dol! merry dol!ring a dong dillo!
Ring a dong! hop along! fal lal the willow!
Tom Bom, jolly Tom, Tom Bombadillo!"

Still singing, he grabs the hands of Allyssa, drags her along into a dance.

"Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! My darling!
Light goes the weather-wind and the feathered starling.
Down along under Hill, shining in the sunlight,
Waiting on the doorstep for the cold starlight,
There my pretty lady is, River-Woman's daughter,
Slender as the willow-wand, clearer than the water.
Old Tom Bombadil water-lilies bringing
Comes hopping home again. Can you hear him singing?
Hey! Come merry dol! derry dol! and merry-o,
Goldberry, Goldberry, merry yellow berry-o!
Poor old Willow-man, you tuck your roots away!
Tom's in a hurry now. Evening will follow day.
Tom's going home again water lilies bringing.
Hey! Come derry dol! Can you hear me singing?"

As the song ends, he puts Allyssa back on her chair again and walks to the bar. "So there's your song then eh!" he says to the innkeeper, who nods. "As you might have heard, I must be off again soon, Goldberry is waiting, but on me way home, I spotted this inn here, which I had never seen before in these 3000 years I've lived here. So I thought I might just as well drop in and have a mug of ale to keep me on the way eh!"
The innkeeper (by all looks a dwarf) hands him a cold mug of ale, which he finishes in one go. With a wave of his hand and the following words, he leaves again: "Oh well, must be off. Got some hobbits to free again, I feel. Silly little things have walked into the hands of the willow-man again. Tsss! Cheers all!"

[Edited on 5/7/2002 by TomBombadillo]
*satisfied that all of his customers were happily sloshed, gimli made his way to the mic to perform a little ditty by that wonderful band The Who-bbits*

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

No one knows what it's like
To be hated
To be fated
To telling only lies

But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

No one knows what it's like
To feel these feelings
Like I do
And I blame you

No one bites back as hard
On their anger
None of my pain and woe
Can show through

But my dreams
They aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be

I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free

When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool

If I swallow anything evil
Put your finger down my throat
If I shiver, please give me a blanket
Keep me warm, let me wear your coat

No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes

*Gimli was very impressed with Sam's guitar riffs in the middle of the song! It was a pleasant surprise!*

*He decided it was wise of him to purchase another drink for Allyssa, after he nearly took off her head swinging the microphone around....*

ah hell.. a round for everyone on the house!!!!!

[Edited on 5/7/2002 by gimli_axe_wielder]
Allyssa grins good-naturedly
"Hey everyone, I'm back!" shouts Tom, who comes through the doorway and makes his way to the bar. "I'd like to join in that round of yours, innkeeper!"

After his first sips from the cool ale, he sits himself on a chair and begins to sing again:

"Hey dol! merry dol! ring a dong dillo!
Ring a dong! hop along! fal lal the willow!
Tom Bom, jolly Tom, Tom Bombadillo!

Next round is on me, folks! This is what this region has been missing for ages: a good inn. Cheers all!"
*Greatful to finaly have a drink himself, Gimli sat down on his stool behind the bar and polished of a fine pint of ale! *

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh This is the life. Good friends, good music, and good brew. What more could you ask for...
Enter the Skwerl, brandishing his custom Telecaster, he rips off a swift rendition of Van Halen's Eruption and grins stupidly.
"Any chance of a Guiness over here then?"
Slides a Guiness down.....

bottoms up i believe the saying is... Big Smile Smilie
"Wow, that was wonderful! Cool Smilie Say Mr. Skwerl, where'd you get the juice to power your amp, or did you get all that out of a pair of AAA batteries?" Sam asks questionablly. Question Smilie
na.. this place and all its outlets are hamster powered! I have five of them down in the basement on wheels... They like it.. they get all the beer they can drink, plus room and board...... and food of course... they are especially fond of fridays... thats orc toe with ranch dipping sauce day.
Mmmmmm... Orc Toes Big Smile Smilie
*necks a guinness and makes a start on the Tequilas*

Any minute now he's gonna sit down at that Piano and start playing Knees up Mother Brown! Very Sad Smilie
Any chance of some Jellied Eels over here?
*Gimli pulls out the largest bowl or jellied eels you ever seen and sets them on the bar..*

have at it! oh.. look, that ones still moving.... mmmmmmmmmmm
*me thinks I'm an elf* Very Big Grin Smilie

*taps Grondy on the shoulder* "Excuse me dear Sir, but could you tell me if you know the words to that song of mine?"
Thank-you kind sir but it would take more than this fine ale to bribe me into singing such a long ballad as Barrett's Privateers, however, you do sing the chorus very well. I was under the impression that the innkeeper required only one tune to begin my evening of merriment and so it is one song I shall sing.
"Why thank you, and while we have to sing for our first drink, that doesn't prohibit us from making further fools of ourselves by singing additional ones." Very Big Grin Smilie After which he staggers to the mic and sings the following heart-wrencher: LIES
At last the kids are gone now for the day.
She reaches for the coffee as the school bus pulls away.
Another day to tend the house and plan
For Friday at the Legion when she's dancing with her man.
Sure was a bitter winter but Friday will be fine,
And maybe last year's Easter dress will serve her one more time.
She'd pass for twenty-nine but for her eyes.
But winter lines are telling wicked lies.

All lies...
All those lines are telling wicked lies.
Lies all lies.
Too many lines there in that face;
Too many to erase or disguise;
They must be telling lies.

Is this the face that won for her the man
Whose amazed and clumsy fingers put that ring upon her hand?
No need to search that mirror for the years.
The menace in their postBody shouts across the blur of tears.
So this is Beauty's finish! like Rodin's "Belle Heauimi’re",
The pretty maiden trapped inside the ranch wife's toil and care.
Well after seven kids, that's no surprise,
But why cannot her mirror tell her lies?


Then she shakes off the bitter web she wove,
And turns to set the mirror, gently, face down by the stove.
She gathers up her apron in her hand,
Pours a cup of coffee, drips, Carnation from the can,
And thinks ahead to Friday, 'cause Friday will be fine!
She'll look up in that weathered face that loves hers, line for line,
To see that maiden shining in his eyes
And laugh at how her mirror tells her lies.

Words and music by the afore mentioned Stan Rogers.

(And if that don't make you maudlin then you must be an elf.)
*hands a drink to Star..*

*gimli walks over and nails a sign to the door*

WANTED.. The Thieves.... Dead or alive... Preferably DEAD.
Suddenly a rather psychotic looking Orc/Elf/Balrog thing appears in a cloud of sparkly red smoke "Did I hear someone mention Knees up Mother Brown?!" Big Smile Smilie
*sits down at Piano and does "Knees up Mother Brown" rather loudly and boisterously*
Sing along kiddies! Big Smile Smilie
*Just then the door opens once again. In darts a small ghoulish looking creature.*

"Oooo! Oooo! Thisssss is my sssong!"

*Giving occasional nervous glances at the Orfrog thing he raises is whiny croaking voice to join the already singing crowd and dances around the inn*

There came a girl from France
Who didn't know how to dance
The only thing that she could do
Wasss kneeses up Mother Brown.

Oh, kneeses up Mother Brown!
Kneeses up Mother Brown!
Kneeses up, kneeses up, never let the breezzzzes up,
Kneeses up Mother Brown!

Hopping on one footses!
Hopping on one footses!
Hopping, hopping, never ssstopping
Hopping on one footses!

Oh, kneeses up Mother Brown! Hey!
Kneeses up Mother Brown! Hey!
Kneeses up, kneeses up, never let the breezzzzes up,
Kneeses up Mother Brown!

Hopping on the other
Hopping on the other
Hopping, hopping, never ssstopping
Hopping on the other.

Whirling round and round
Whirling round and round
Whirling, whirling, never twirling
Whirling round and round.

There came a girl from France
Who didn't know how to dance
The only thing that she could do
Wasss kneeses up Mother Brown. HEY!

*With this last 'HEY', completely caught up in the mood of the song, he leaps into the arms of the Orfrog thing .*

"Hello Mister Thing" he croaks sheepishly, " My names Sssmeagol, but you can call me Gollum."
The hobbit in the white sequined jumpsuit, which now looks a little worse for wear, raises his head up from his plate of ells, making a final slurp, and says, "Hey! That was great Gollum. Do it again. Luckily you didn't have The Ring about you when you made your final leap." Ha Ha Ha Smilie
Halo drains her tankard "Yeah. Do it again an maybe I'll get un an dance too!" Glances at the person next to her (who looks suspiciously like a hobbit in a white sequined jumpsuit) and finishes his ale while he's lookin' in the other direction. Standing up to dance she steps on something, she looks down to see a jellied eel staring at her in a very accusing manner "Do you mind? I'm trying to make a desperate bid for freedom here!!"
It takes a couple of minutes for her to realise that the eel is, in-fact, talking to her. Grabbing the eel she runs into the toilets and flushes it down the bog "Run free little eel! Run free!"
Halo walks back into the pub to she everyone staring at her "What?!"

[Edited on 31/7/2002 by Halo_Black]
*looks up at Halo from where he was dropped*

"Forgive the mistakee Miss, but was it quite necessary to drop me like that? You bruised poor Smeagols bottom!"

*gets up and dusts himself off*

"Poor, poor Smeagol."

*Walks over to the piano and jumps on top of it*

"This one goes out to all me fans! Skwerl, Sam, hit it!"

*sings in a flawless tenor"

"Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
Fritter and waste the hours in an off hand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long, and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find, ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

*dramatic instrumental interlude*

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older
Shorter of breath, and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught, or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desparation is the English way
The time has come, the song is over, thought I'd something more to say

*New melody*

Home, home again
I like to be there when I can
When I come in cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away, across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spell."

[Edited on 8/1/02 by ProgHead777]
Halo looks at Prog "Oh, sorry. Din't mean to drop you..." she freezes for a moment as her tiny little brain starts to work. "Wait a chuffing minute! I DROPPED YOU?! WHEN THE HELL DID I PICK YOU UP?!?" The pub owner soon finds himself face to face with a panicing half orc type thingie.
"How many drinks have I had Gimli!? HOW MANY?"
Having finished off the eels and while waiting for the next course, the famished foodstained hobbit was heard to mutter, "All that silly nutter had to drink was, (wait for it) water!" and he pointed to Gimli's established rule, which was posted over the bar (as well as at the top of this thread).

Deal Smilie Each first time visitor to this fine pub has got to sing, or at least dance,
for their schnops and slops! Deal Smilie
Halo sticks her tongue out at the hobbit "Not true. T'was ale, lookie!" she tips her tankard up so everyone can see the bottom. There, printed in big capital letters are the words "PROPERTY OF THE PRANCING PONY. IF FOUND PLEASE RETERN."
Halo grins at everyone "I'm on a pub crawl, just passed me maths exam" Big Smile Smilie

[Edited on 2/8/2002 by Halo_Black]
"Begging your pardon Miss Halo, but you didn't pick Smeagol up; Smeagol jumped into your arms, remembers?"

*Points upwards to draw Halo's attention to an earlier post"

"Anywho, Smeagol can't waits to hear Miss Halo's sssongy"

*Taps foot expectantly*

[Edited on 8/3/02 by ProgHead777]
Ewwww! I got glomped by Smeagol!
Anyways...what to sing...can't deside. Anyone got any good sugestions? Better help me deside quick, or I'll sing the theme tune for Scooby Doo! Bwahahaha! Very Evil Smilie
"NO! NO! Anything but Scooby Doo! How about 'Do the Monster Mash' or 'Purple People Eater' instead?" the horrified hobbit hollered hungrily.

Scooby Dooby Doo, where are you, we got some work to do now....
*Jumps up and down excitedly*

"Yay! Scooby-Doo! Do you knows the Tiny Toons theme ssoong toooo?!! C'mon Missss Halo! Belt one out for us!"
Waiting out side k sat in her sadle as the rain fell down around her. Dismounting her horse sil she approuch the inn. It's windows glowing brightly in the darkness.

A tall half elven girl walked into the inn. Her dark purple cloak travel stained an worn. A dark blue velvet goen showed from under the folds from the cloak. Casting shadows over her face and keeping her body completly envoloped in darkness the stranger walked in and took a seat at a table in the corner. Close anuff to over hear the sing and chating goining on in the corner. She whent unnoticed in the corner nothing more but i mere shadow and thats the way she liked it. Smoke Smilie
Unnoticed until now too sat Tom still silently in a corner, all by himself. Until the elf-maiden entered and chose his table to sit down. "Hullo there!" Tom said. "Welcome to the Khazad-dumish inn. If you want a drink, just shout it at the barkeeper, but if you do so, you'll have to sing a song. Though by now everyone's singing that daft Scooby-Doo song, so I don't think they'll notice anyhows." Looking around him he saw the strange creatures being involved in some rare dance type kinda thing he didn't know, so he decided to ignore it. Animated Wink Smilie
I dont sing thank you. I'd like to keep it that way though. Leaving the table k walked over to the bar. And sat down. This was much more comfortable.

I'd like a mai tale please. She spoke softly her eyes calm and cool.
You'll have to sing for it. The inn keeper spoke with a smile.
Her eyes turning cold as ice and her voice as cold and harsh as a winters day.
I sing for no one and will never sing for any one or any thing.
Starteled by the way she turned the innkeeper quickly got her her mai tale. Returning to her table she sat down a smile on her face.

Well i didn't have to sing at all now did I. She gave a small laugh.
Now she looked as soft and as gental as a kitten.
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*rapturous applause from the deaf Squirrel at the piano*

Weeeeeeeeelllllllll! We're tiny, we're toony, we're all a little loony...
The Elvis-impersonating Hobbit, now wearing a rictus grin, looks through his Marvelous Bag of Holding, finds an anvil, and prepares to drop it on the Squirrel, should the same request an encore.

Once everyone has had another drink and have recovered from the assault on their eardrums, a low mumble can be heard coming from some of the tables: 'Vell, if that ranger vants to be alone, ve can but accomodate her,' said vone. 'She isn't even there," chimed in another. 'Of whom are you speaking?' asked a third rhetorically.

After that things quieted down to a dull roar until...
Tom (rather drunk now) decides to get on to his knees and bring a serenade (or whatever) to the lovely elf-maiden at his table. Unfortunately, the lady Goldberry, on her way to see her granny in the woods, passes by the inn and hears, well, hmmm, "singing". So she storms into the inn, smashes him on the head with her handbag, grabs his coat and pulls him outside rather violently. Exit Tom (just for now though Very Evil Smilie ).
*gimli as to hide behind the bar so no one notices him laughing at Jolly Tom... It's not polite to laugh at customers he figures....*

*quietly making his way over to the stage, up the scafolding, he comes to the spotling... with a flick of the switch, he shines it down on the new lady in the Inn.. K...*

I think you are forgetting something my dear... and you thought you had gotten away with it... Wink Smilie
If I must i must. Rules are rules but you'll get it my dear friend. Trust me.
She walks ove to the paino. Sits down and beings to play may it be, and begins to sing in her sweet voice.

May it be an evening star
Shines down upon you
May it be when darkness falls
Your heart will be true
You walk a lonely road
Oh! How far you are from home

Mornie utulie ([Quenya:] Darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way
Mornie alantie ([Quenya:] Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now

May it be the shadow's call
Will fly away
May it be your journey on
To light the day
When the night is overcome
You may rise to find the sun

Mornie utulie ([Quenya:] Darkness has come)
Believe and you will find your way

Mornie alantie ([Quenya:] Darkness has fallen)
A promise lives within you now

A promise lives within you now

Finishing her song k turned from the paino and sat down in a chair with the others. Smiling. Big Smile Smilie
Gollum, still atop the piano, wipes a tear from his eye.

"That was BEEEAUUTIFUL! Yes, yes, Gollum must surely buy the sssoundtrack!"
The sideburn wearing Hobbit, was speechless. He slowly got up from his table, walked towards the Lady Ranger, stopped five paces short of her sword reach, and bowed deeply from the waist, waited a moment, and returned to his table.

K Bowed to the sideburn wearing hobbit. She liked this inn. Every one was rather nice. SHe smiled to her self. She never usauly smiled there wasn't much tosmile about. But these people made her smile. I might stay her for some time she thought. THey would need a bar maid. She had worked at the blue dragon. But she also work with other rangers. ANd rangers were a sign of danger to others. ANd she didn't know wethier she would be welcome here or not. K tool off her sword and set it under her chair. She wouldn't be needing it tonight.

(occ:Be carefull I might bite Big Laugh Smilie I am a elven maiden/ranger. not to man of me.)
*Claps and cheers for the lady elf* Eee! What a pretty song! *Suddenly gets destracted when a rather cross female Uruk (also known as Yvonne, mother of Halo) walks throught the door and right up to her*
Halo: Eep! Hiya Mum...what in the name of Bill the Pony are you doin' here? Shocked Smilie
Halo's Mum: Grrrrr! Argh!
Halo's Mum: Argh! Argle-bargle!!
Halo: *thinks to herself "I really wish mum would learn proper orcish, this is pretty darn embarising"*
Halo's Mum: Blerg?
Somewhere in the backround somebody laughs to hard and falls of their bar stool, breaking their arm and concussing themself*
Halo: Wha?! What do you mean we're going on holiday tomorow? Leaving at two in the morning? ARE YOU CRAZY!?!
Halo's Mum: Blargle! Grrrr!
Halo: Packed my clothes...eep! Knew there wus something I forgot! *Runs out the door towing her mother behind her, outside a rather tall, perky looking male elf (Known as Bill, father of that pain in the @$$ Halo) can be seen sitting in a cart. Halo shouts over her sholder as she runs...* See ya in a weeks time gang, I'm of on my holidays!

After Halo and her rather *ahem* unusual family have left, the whole bar is still sitting in stunned silence. Somewhere, far far in the distance, Halo's voise can still be heard "Wooo! Cornwall hear I come! Hide all yer pasty's cornish people!!!"
A few people start to look a little worried and one person at the back of the bar is in hysterics due to a rather silly phobia of orcs. The silence continues...
Time passes ...... and now it is the next morning and we see Grondy, who has changed into a light blue Nehru jacket and white trousers ("Oh, my knees are so much warmer today.") as he peeks into Gimli's room, and seeing that everything looks normal, entered.

"Wakey! Wakey! you old reprobate," he says as he flings open the curtains allowing the bright sunshine fall on the old dwarf who is still under the covers sawing wood. "Oooo-eeee! You look like that lady really worked you over; you look like you been whupped with an ugly stick." I brought you a 'hang-over special' breakfast tray: two slabs of dry toast and a can of lemon-lime soda pop," and added, "If you can keep that down, I'll order up a fresh pot of java for ya."

Gimli slowly opened one eye, glared, and said...
LAWKS! Not Enya! *screams and runs out covering ears as well as possible*

But if it's spidey you want....

"Spiderman, Spiderman, does whatever a spider can,
Spins a web, anytime,
Catches Thieves, just like Flies,
Watch out, here comes a Spiderman...."
*Gimli begins clapping for the lady of the stars, nearly falling off of the scafolding...*

*as he makes his was back down the ladder, he noticed Halo makeing a mad dash out the front door...*

er.. um... BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!! Come back again!!!!!!!!... I hope....

*making his way back to the bar, he is suddenly stoped by someone singing spiderman songs.....*

an odd crowd I've get here tonight... Big Laugh Smilie
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