The Bar on the corner of every regionBoard

Maple Hockey Canadia wrote:

*The frozen north creeps down to dump snow on the bar because it's winter now unless you're some weirdo Australian person who celebrates winter in the summer*
*A Canadiadian can be heard laughing in the background*

I'm ignoring the mess. Either Consuela de la Morrela will take care of it, or it'll melt and run out the door. Gosh, maybe I should crank up the thermostat into the mid-three digits ... Does anyone know the combustion point of beer?

Maple Hockey Canadia wrote:

*The frozen north creeps down to dump snow on the bar because it's winter*

*wheels in a cart with a few jugs of brightly-colored syrup for snow cones*

Alright, we have all three primary flavors: red, yellow, and blue. Come and get it while it's cold.

Yay! We have embassies now!

Ratfink wrote:

*wheels in a cart with a few jugs of brightly-colored syrup for snow cones*
Alright, we have all three primary flavors: red, yellow, and blue. Come and get it while it's cold.

So what happens when we mix all three syrups, other than getting this sludge-brown color?--Do they tear turn the space-time continuum in confetti, or teleport us to an alternate dimension where dinosaurs invented space travel, or something amusing like that?

The weekend poetry contest has begun. Zombie Dog will be judging poems about resolutions.

Happy New Year!

Brocklandia wrote:

I'm ignoring the mess. Either Consuela de la Morrela will take care of it, or it'll melt and run out the door. Gosh, maybe I should crank up the thermostat into the mid-three digits ... Does anyone know the combustion point of beer?

Shovels the snow out of the door, and clears the pathway outside, then returns to sweep and mop the floor with pine-scented disinfectant, before getting the floor buffer out of the maintenance cupboard and lightly applying some good old-fashioned wax...

In other words; sprays, cleans, and polishes the RMB.

Snaps fingers.

A small mountain of coal appears in the basement of the Bar.

Rolls a few large barrels into the cellar.

Rolls a cigarette.

The Grimm Reaper wrote:

Rolls a cigarette.

Slides through, flicks his gas lighter, and lights your cigarette.

The Grimm Reaper wrote:

Rolls a cigarette.

Slips you an ashtray, before putting a couple logs on the fire, and sitting by it...

Starts knitting.🪡🧶

Jolly Old St Nicholas wrote:

Snaps fingers.
A small mountain of coal appears in the basement of the Bar.

One of the perks of being on Santa's "Naughty" list? Free winter heating fuel! Oh, sure, it's not eco-friendly, but it's free.

From the size of the pile that Santa just dumped in our basement, we've been very naughty indeed. Keep up the good work, everyone!

_{And at least Santa left his dump in the basement this year. Last time, he used the restroom, and we're still pumping pieces of coal out of the plumbing.}

Pirate drinks up his grog.

Ah, well, you know what they say. New year, new me.

BAR MAN! ANOTHER DRINK PLEASE!

Annihilators of Chan Island wrote:

Pirate drinks up his grog.
Ah, well, you know what they say. New year, new me.
BAR MAN! ANOTHER DRINK PLEASE!

Here you go, new you--the same old drink, on the same old bar tab.

Brocklandia wrote:

One of the perks of being on Santa's "Naughty" list? Free winter heating fuel! Oh, sure, it's not eco-friendly, but it's free.

From the size of the pile that Santa just dumped in our basement, we've been very naughty indeed. Keep up the good work, everyone!

_{And at least Santa left his dump in the basement this year. Last time, he used the restroom, and we're still pumping pieces of coal out of the plumbing.}

Why worry about the environment when you have access to so many different environments?

Didn't we once have a blackhole to dump our waste into?
Pretty sure any other pollutants can be dumped in one of the infinite realms, regions, and realities that border The Bar on the corner of every region; including those realms, regions, and realities that intermittently flicker in and out of our plane of existence, and so aren't reliably linked...

On the subject of naughtiness, we better add more episodes to our Cthulhu & Consuela 触手強姦 'shokushu goukan' OnlyFans page...

Heads off to the Magic Restroom in the Bar on the Corner.

Consuela de la Morrela wrote:

Shovels the snow out of the door, and clears the pathway outside, then returns to sweep and mop the floor with pine-scented disinfectant, before getting the floor buffer out of the maintenance cupboard and lightly applying some good old-fashioned wax...

In other words; sprays, cleans, and polishes the RMB.

*sweeps, mops and dusts the roof*

Casomehano wrote:

*sweeps, mops and dusts the roof*

Chu need more Lemon Pledge?

Consuela de la Morrela wrote:

Chu need more Lemon Pledge?

I’m using soapy water mixed with vinegar.

Consuela de la Morrela wrote:

Didn't we once have a blackhole to dump our waste into?

Of course! They're called "customers."

Consuela de la Morrela wrote:

On the subject of naughtiness, we better add more episodes to our Cthulhu & Consuela 触手強姦 'shokushu goukan' OnlyFans page...

While I'm still jealous that you beat me to that idea, I'd like to remind you that your licensing royalty payments to the Bar are now overdue.

By they way, is there a sub-genre where Cthulhu is the one who gets abused by tentacles? Someone who definitely wasn't me inquired about that this morning.

Casomehano wrote:

I’m using soapy water mixed with vinegar.

That sounds like tomorrow's soup special. *Sniff!* Just like Mom used to make!

Brocklandia wrote:

That sounds like tomorrow's soup special. *Sniff!* Just like Mom used to make!

I like the taste of some soaps, but not vinegar.

Casomehano wrote:

I like the taste of some soaps, but not vinegar.

Duly noted.

_{*Removed the side of pickles from your soap-and-vinegar soup platter*}

Brocklandia wrote:

Duly noted.

_{*Removed the side of pickles from your soap-and-vinegar soup platter*}

I also hate pickles.