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Originally Posted by mvisconte
On the edge of the bar sits a rather large cat... The cat is both large, and green. It's possibly a Maine Coon, but maybe a Martian Dobble. The green isn't just green, but it's glowing, yellow-green -- an irridescent, shining, gloriously scintillating vision, with waves of aqua rippling down it's body like bristles corruscating down a fuzzy-wuzzy catapillar's bulk as it races for the next tasty leaf.
The cat is sitting on a wallet crammed full to bursting with ripe bananas. There is a faint scent of warm bread. And warm nuts.
Floating above the cat is a neon sign... an arrow outline, bobbing and tilting, flashing periodically, pointing towards the cat. The arrow is orange. The arrow is curved, artistically, arching with 1930's pinache, and a dash of cinnimon. Inside the outline, in bright yellow, are words in a single, long, squiggle of gleaming glass. The words read
"look at the size of that cat !"
I went down like a sack of potatoes.
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exactly !!!! and you can see how effective that is.
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Originally Posted by LazyScot
"Hello Sam."
"Hello Miss Zelda. I didn't expect to see you again."
"Yes, it's been many years. Play a song from the old days."
"I'm not sure I remember any."
"Play it, Sam. Play the "House of Fun", the Ska classic."
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"This is the beginning of a beautiful kitchen… er friendship," said Pshrynk.
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...or
something, anyway (those beautiful kitchens always make me cry !).