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*locks the door*

*Charley forgets that I have a special pick lock that does the exact oppoiste and a flame thrower if he comes out*

*Charley thinks he lands in a pillow pile, but it's actually a nail pile, and you bought a lollipop from the candy store*

*Plato gags from the smell from the nails Charley started to pull out*

*Plato starts to puke out the nails, his breakfast, yesterdays dinner, luch, breakfast, and ZeTa knows what else*

*smacks Elfy so hard, his great great great great great great great great great great great grn\andma feal it*

"Your telling me? Its a warzone in here.....and I think Septim is on coffee break since last night.....we need a self serve for when hes asleep....or a backup for the 3am shift..."

....That was my line.....

*Septim kicks Demonsul in the nuts and kicks him out the window, Septim then fills everybody's orders.

"Chaos, I love the smell of chaos in the morning!"

*crawls back inside*

"[[Drunk's Demise]]...if it will make the pain go away..."

I would like a pint of your finest [[ale]]

Well its too late to take it back now =p I guess Elfy's ancestors will feel that still ^_^ 

Plato if you would get off the reefer you wouldnt be so messed up today >_>

*Dumps ale down Plato's throat*  There....you should be normal in a matter of minutes

*Charley looks at the bottle of ale and wonders wtf happened that changed it into liquid metal.....*  Maaaaaan that was weird.....  *grabs another bottle and dumps it down Plato's throat again*  "NOW you will feel better after a nice bottle of ale"

*Gets a towel and cleans up the puke because it was starting to smell....and drags Plato into a corner and lies him there....then looks at Demonsul's unconsious body and throws it out the window into the dumpster*

*Gets some air freshener and sprays Plato with it......stops....thinks of spraying him in the eyes but decides against it.......and then sets the air freshener on fire and throws it out the window into the dumpster where it explodes....and then Charley remembers that Demonsul is still in there....shrugs his shoulders and goes to sit at the bar*

*Wonders where the heck Septim is hiding and then goes outside and seals the dumpster shut with Demonsul still in it unconscious and burnt...then goes back inside and sits at the bar waiting for Septim to show up at some random time in the morning when everyone is asleep....*

"I am from a family with royal heritage....just want to visit England so I can visit my families castle...."  *Then goes behind the bar and finds a bottle of whiskey* "Ahhhh this is the good stuff....I miss my homeland of Ireland also..."

Im sure........im talking to people from Ireland right now...

Ill say you are Mexican........and mental *smashes a bottle on Plato's head KOing him*

*Demonsul's charred body falls through the roof and lands on a barstool*

"Where'd my [[Drunk's Demise]] go...and I guess I have to pay for that hole in the roof..."

*Hands 250 Broniminan coins to Septim*

*plato wakes up and puts Charley into a cannon and shot him onto his bakery*

BTW I was the first, If I was Mexican, you would know :-P

"Ah, that's good liquor!  [[One round of ale]] please."

PB and SSE are too busineeses right next to each other.

He sent in hios goons, but gary took care of them.

*runs to Septim's exotic Eats and shoots Charley and his broadsword into Tales Tavern*

*wonders why Charley is imagining things*

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