Is that a drink or a preference? 
Either way I’ll serve anyone a drink.
Duck!!!,…as a stray chair comes flying through…
HEY! PORCUPINE! Spread out!
<Gives Sierra Indigo a two-fingered eye poke >
…Moving single index finger left to right in front of **Bosda ** nose and then slaps in face…
While he is busy, wedgies jrfranchi.
Squirts the soda fountain in to askia’s face.
Mixes sierra indigo a Cowboy Cocksucker.
<Stomps on jfranchi’s toe, then, whilst jfranchi is hopping on one foot, claps hands to the rhythm of the hopping/stomps foot likewise, & chants “Hunta-hunta-hunta-HEY!”>
Proceeds to play patty-cake with Bosda, leaving rayh & askia Confused and then Bosda & I deliver sucker punches {hopefully} knocking out rayh & askia
::picks up amaretto sour, steps over rayh and askia, sits down at bar and boots Bosda in the behind, who stumbles forward into jrfranchi and they both add to the pile of bodies on the floor::
damn coding hamsters. that was supposed to be a double colon and the letter ‘p’
Puts Regallag back on his feet and says "Dude. Axe. Use it. It’s in your frigging name.
Waiting for Barbarian’s sucker punch to Regalla as I hide in the pile of bodies.
::hands a bottle of Bass down to jrfranchi to apologize::
Askia opens up third can of Whupass from six-pack. Growls, “That’s all I kin stands, I can’t stands no more!”
Chugs.
Holds boths arms fully extended from body and bops everybody on the nose while spinning around like a mini-tornado on his big toe. He attacks anyrose, beats down Barbarian, jostles jrfranchi, basically beats Bosda black and blue, rassles rayh and shakes down Sierra Indigo.
Begins singing on heap of moaning pile of bodies: “When I’m passkin’ out punches, you’ll likesk it or lumpsk it! Sez Askia the Player-Man!”
Toots corncob pipe.
::grabs empty can of Whupass (while i’m down on the floor anyway) and reads::
While I got off light with only a jostle, you jostled me as I was drinking my Cold Fresh Bass, just handed to me.
{Gets a stealing Clint Glint in eye}
{Uh oh this means trouble}
I grab **Askia ** and despite my being short and pudgy, I heave **Askia ** through the sole remaining plate glass window and out into the cold dark night. I then sit back down to drink my Bass and wonder what came over me.
Remembers to Thank **anyrose ** for the Bass.
(shakes fist angrily) I’ll be back, goddammit! With an even more ludicrous homage to referential pop culture humor!
>> promptly gets arrested by two Beverly Hills Police officers. <<
<sips her Hawaiian Punch and leans over to Case Sensitive >
My money’s on the barkeep.
::Rubs nose while eyes water::
Dammit, Askia, you spilled my root beer!
Sips pint of creme de menthe. Just so long as the piano player doesn’t stop, I’m happy.
Don’t Shoot Me I’m Only the Piano Player
Plays some Gangsta Rap, watches Askia dance like a cute lil’ white boy.
Spikes the drinks with caffeine.