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...And several more dishonestly, I'll wager (i.e., ones that he hopes nobody will notice).

4 members at the same time, wow, lets have a drink!

Hmmm only 3 left. I guess Master Milo doesn't like organic wine.

only 2 left. It seems Master Protozeus doesn't like organic wine either.
Could have said something and I would have ordered something else, but just to dissapear....
Ok then, I'll drink it all by myself!

Thanks for this drink Master Caster.
This will make me speed up my dwarves painting tonight.
I am getting out of breath with them you know...my brush is wearing down, very small minis, and I do not see the end of it
Cheers !

My scrumpy is organic too - it contains rat organs...

And very juicy.

Huoommm ... again I'm too late ... hom ... anyway, why haste? ... huoooooommm ... absolutely great diorama, Master Ddaines, and it seem to be quite tall ... rhuomm ...
Huom, now, gentlemen, when I before used the word "finger basket" I really meant it and wasn't referring to that oily-boily-bony-meatless stuff that KFC (mind the word chicken in it ... huoomm ... our American-English-speaking friends here might guess that it does not refer to an animal, but rather suggests that that company doesn't dare to sell what we call a meal, right?) ... huommm ... that had to be said ... rhuuoommm ...
as for those "finger baskets" I learned that, a very long time ago, it was a habit of barkeeps, at least around a town called Cirencester ... huoomm ... after kitchen was closed in a pub after lunchtime and you were late on a Sunday afternoon ... huoomm ... as sometimes I are and have always been ... huoommm ... the only thing you could get, in case you know the lady of the house, was a "finger basket" ... err ... that is you can get what is left from lunch, but nicely warmed or even heated up again and served in a basket, excluding cutlery or other luxuries ... huoommmm ... that's why this came to my mind, when I thought "what the heck is our dear Master Barliman doing with the rest of those nutrias after they've got rid of their tails ?" .... huoomm ... see, I'm just guessing still .... hoommm ... or has anybody around here ever been offered a nice spicy, hot nutria-curry? ... huommm ... at least it's not on the missing menue ..

Huoommm ... what is it? ... rhuooommm ... whenever I just start to explain some serious matter people leave and leave me alone ... rhuoommm ... must be because of that nicely-cleaned and half-living warg-skins they're afraid of ... huoomrhuomm ... no problem that is ... once you witness that one of them tries to raise its head .... huom ... give him a k**k ... that's all there is.

OK, I'll add them to the menu.

Well, it did once, but I think Nob ate it. As far as food goes, these days I work on the principle that if it isn't ion the table-cloth, we don't serve it.

. . .the song Master Theobald has in mind is not called "no food today", it is called "no milk today". Performed by KermitsHermitsHermmansMermits . . .
I hope this place will have got milk tomorrow morning . . .

Last edited by Turambar (Wed, Mar30 2011 10:35pm)

In fact I have expected such reaction from you, Master Barliman.
No doubt, that bree´ish people has got no sense for real coffee culture . . .
I need a bit for my strong coffee. After that I have to put the coffee inside my eyes to weak up . . .