Silo buys everyone a drink, tis on me fellas.
Baglady runs out with her cell phone in hand, furiously calling 911 to tell them that a bunch of people in an online message board are having a pretend bar fight.
OOooo… now where did that ice cube go??
It helps if you’re jumping the barman’s bones. 
I think I see it, Here let me help you!
::::yells across bar::::::
“Where the hell is my Molson?”
OK, fine. Everybody take 5 and drink a bit. We’re only recharging for round two, of course.
I’ll just sit here for a minute with me bottle of JD and the new gal with the heaving chest
How YOU doin, sugar? Wanna see my Mustang? Just had it hooved!
Who is the barman around here? Coldy? Where did he go?
:Silo tells Techchick a lame joke:
OH there he is…got a shot of that for a lady?
::Finishes tying Byzantine’s shoelaces together…moves on to techchick::
Well helLO there Coldy Clogs. How YOU doin? smooch
Can I have some of your JD?
Don’t forget to use a French tickler, Angkins. The barman loves it.
First, thanks to Coldfire for starting this thread, I needed the laught tonight especially badly.
Second, thanks to Falon for the heaving chest.
Third,
retrieves butterly knife from back pockets
WHO WANTS SOME!!!
< techchick runs outside, laughing at Silo’s joke.
Backs 1 ton Chevy into the large opening of the bar.
Dumps dirt in a pit, whips out the water hose (from water tank on back) and dumps water all over the dirt.
To distract the the men, get’s Persephone and Angkins in swimsuits and starts the mud wrestling competition. >
“In this corner we have…”
Rushes to the bar, and grabs five random bottles
You said five, right?
:Silo starts throwing peanuts at everyone:
(hey they’re free!)
Coldie! I need a refill! Just give me the whole bottle, I’ll take real good care of it. 
“Hey everybody, knock it off!”
*shot from balcony where i stand, tumble over and break table
brushes dust off bloodless self, and orders a boilermaker*
< techchick give Perspephone and Angkins the knowing nod >
“Quick, grab Coldy and mush his face in the mud!” :0