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Originally Posted by VydorScope
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A man walks into a bar, a bar he goes to every night. Its a seedy run down kind of bar, where people go that do not want to be known. He walks up to the bar and before he has a chance to order a man sits next to him and order two of his regular drink. He looks over at the other man and almost falls out of his chair in shock when he sees himself sitting there. The other him says, "Drink fast, they are coming." as he pulls out his weapon and rushes out the door.
There, run with it  |
Mat Brinkley walks into a bar, a bar he goes to every night. It's seedy, but so is Mat. Before he has a chance to order, a man sits down next to his right and says, "Three martinis," but before Mat can turn to thank the stranger, another man to his left (who had glided in like a tumbleweed on a slight breeze) says, "Thanks." Mat looks to his left and right, a quick back-and-forth movement - and sees himself on either side. "We haven't much time," both Mats say to the Mat in the middle. "Forces are already gathering and one of us is going to die."
Run with it. Or better yet, walk to your nearest bar and have a drink....on me.
Don