Les Gigantes Bar and Grill

Richard Levine wrote:

Craaazy craaazy sh*t is what happened.

You were the one that started it.
Then again, I mentioned useless boy (for those of you reading, do NOT google useless boy) first.

Im banning the next person who mentions useless boy.

I kid, I kid.

TheDreamMaster wrote:

Im banning the next person who mentions useless boy.

I kid, I kid.

I honestly would (If his name was mentioned like 4 times a day), did you see how many people googled it and regretted it?

Spoiler:

And you got it worst friend.

Well technically it's in the rules no sexual stuff (the wording is more precise), but last night with JPL closing it was kind of a blow out party that ran into the after party in chat here. Yeah, from now on we gotta not talk about that, and the rules will be enforced, but it's been 12 hours since JPL went down, so all the fun is still in everyone's minds.

FAIR WARNING FROM THIS POINT: From this point on, JP Portal does not tolerate porn posting or porn discussion. If you really need to know, take it to PMs or off site.

I'll have a nice, juicy triceratops steak. Medium well.

Huh, this place again.

*bursts into the LGB&G*

Time to liven things up a bit!



Who want's pie? :troll:

*I being to throw Boston cream pies at everyone*

I thought this place burned down years ago.

@eats the pie throw at him.@


Too much Boston not enough cream.

^ And I would have posted it first, if it weren't for that meddling D4E! :evilmonkey:

Did you two order some pies? If so, here you go! :troll:

*I throw pies right at D4E and SFB*

*elevator noises are heard as I suddenly rise up behind the bar*

Pokes is gone? He's gone! Pokes is gone!

I mean... of course he is. I torched his entire stock of bootleg cola, he sure as hell wasn't gonna stick around here.

And... hey, HEY! No pie-throwing! This place is filthy enough without you painting the walls with the damn food!

*hits Theta in the face with an extra creamy pie*

:troll: :hahaha:

Ew ew ew ew ew EW.

*scrubs pie off face then dons pie-proof helmet*

Right, well... I'll just be here if anyone wants to order food.

*temporarily stops flinging pies everywhere*

All this pie throwing is making me thirsty. I would like a cup of blue milk or Jawa juice my good sir!

Yes, your dirtiness.

*ducks behind the bar for a moment, then heads back up again*

Here you go, bud. Might I suggest a glass of water to wash off all that pie, too?

Hold the water, you need it more than me

Nonsense, we're never gonna run out of this stuff.

*tosses glass of water at CT101*

*TDM walks in*

We need some music! *goes to the jukebox in the corner and dusts it off.*

*Dorian walks in*

Why... is that theme better than the one with Fall Out Boy and Missy Elliot, and why do they exist?

Also this place isn't complete while nobody is on fire

*Sets himself on fire*

We wish to remind everyone that the Les Gigantes Bar and Grill does not assume responsibility for any customers that voluntarily light themselves on fire.

God, I missed this place.

...haha. As if.

At least now I'm not getting all these troglodytes slithering up to the bar asking for Dr. Pepper.

Dr. Pepper is gross.

And that is why you really should be the manager around here.

May I have a napkin to clean off this pie?

And may I have a weapon to kill this pie thrower?

Napkins...

*tosses napkin box at Smug*

Bayonets, laser rifles and incendiary grenades... take a riot shield, too.

*shoves all this stuff towards Smug*

But just so you know, I'm the bartender, not the custodian. Any mess you make is yours to clean up.

That's fine and dandy.

*Cleans off face*

There we are, nice and spiffing.

*Points laser rifle about the room*

NOW WHICH ONE O' YOU LOSERS THREW THE PIES, EH?

*CT101 hides pie behind back*

AHA! Got'chu neow!

*tosses pie at Smug*

*Outside the sounds of a high revving 454 cubic inch powered jacked up Chevrolet truck does a donut before crushing a Prius as it parks. Later, a cowboy dressed browncoat walks into the fine establishment, opening the entry doors in a typical western style, causing the calm bar to become faintly still. As this cowboy who calls himself T-rex-king walks in, he looks around before asking this simple question*

Anyone saved a pie for me?

*walks tentatively in*

Halloo . . . ?

*surveys the scene*

Geesh, it looks like it's been unoccupied for . . . years.  No one will mind if I take this, will they?"

*grabs a large keg and leaves the building*



Thanks, guys!