The Bar on the corner of every regionBoard

well goddammit they went to TRTHNBB and not even to pick up their tab

_tsk...

Zombie Barmaid wrote:

What does a vegan zombie eat?

Graaaiinnss!

What does a plumber zombie eat?

Draaaaiiins!!!

Here is a really nice rendition of Africa, by Italian Artists

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uolDTn5Aoxo

The weekend poetry contest is here! Princes Risborough and its Republics wants some funny couplets.

Princes Risborough and its Republics wrote:

For this weekend poetry contest, I would like to see some high quality, comedy, rhyming couplets

Zombie Penguins wrote:

The weekend poetry contest is here! Princes Risborough and its Republics wants some funny couplets.

In space they fight, with lasers bright, the Helldivers return, this time to take on the blight.

Of monstrous bugs, and alien thugs, who's rhymes are weak, and railguns duds.

_{its possible space vietnam is having an impact on my imagination}

Vladyslak wrote:

I don't want to be an alcoholic anymore

*hands you a glass of prune juice*

On the house. Good for your digestion, too.

Claibornia wrote:

what happened bro who messed this place up

Oh dear, I didn’t realize I’d be having visitors!

*Hurriedly dusts Alta Sil’s corner, rearranges the carpet patches, organizes everything neat and tidy, and sweeps away shards of glass accumulated from broken bottles fallen out of drunk (or dead) customers’ hands*

Apologies for the mess, nobody had ever commented on it before.

dang what'd i miss, political power in this relatively ambiguous sized bar establishment has changed hands once again

We’re back baby!

Anyone still alive, sound off

Comes out of the laundry room with a trolley loaded with clean, crisp, freshly pressed cotton tablecloths, napkins, and towels...

Stacks the napkins on the Bar, leaves the tablecloths on the trolley, and takes the towels into the Magic Restroom in the Bar on the Corner...

_{...checks the cams for the 触手強姦 OnlyCustomers page...}

A particularly hot, and particularly strong bucket of bleach, Fabuloso®, and hospital-grade pine-scented disinfectant is mixed and poured liberally over the floor; mopping it into every nook and cranny - The floor visibly steams, and fumes fill the space...

Puts out the 'Wet Floor' sign...

Meanwhile, the well-worn and ancient carpet by the fireplace is swept, and fresh logs are placed by the fire, whilst the jukebox is dusted, and set to play this piece by Jamie Hannah:

Sprays, cleans, and polishes the RMB.

Feline Masters wrote:

When the cat's away, the mice will play. The proverb was right.

Just be careful, buddy, I don't think crocodiles are very friendly to rodents either.

True. Anyhow, since we've all been effectively put in time out for 9 days, I think it's time we all made peace.✌🏻

Consuela de la Morrela wrote:

OK, who Thanossed the sh*t out of NationStates?

You do realise that means NationStates Mods are Iron Man?

Ratfink wrote:

*a rat appears out of the shadows*

Is it power you seek, little fox? Perhaps, a ring of power..? Have you heard of the forging of the great rings? Three rings for the elves, seven for the dwarves, and nine for the mortal men. But there was another. Forged in secret. One ring to rule them all.

*offers you a shiny ring*

I got it from a crackerjack box. I can sense its power. And it smells like caramel!

I don't think rats distributing rings is a valid form of government

Zany Zanes wrote:

The bartender slips the twenty off the counter and replaces it with two beers.

Here you are, enjoy!

Woah! That must've been some strong beer!
Somehow I have no memory of the last week and a half!

Stumbles out the Bar 'for some air'...