As the drinking straw of time slurps noisily at the bottom of the empty cocktail glass of destiny, and the ornamental umbrella of fate pokes me in the eye as I try to extract the pineapple chunks... the time has come to say goodbye.
Time has defeated me, when a whole fleet of UE Kerb-crawlers could not. Christmas is upon us, and I must leave. I have to harness ten genetically enhanced flying reindeer to the front of a Voinian Interceptor, put on red clothes and white whiskers, and fly through the night skies of Earth, dropping grenades down the chimneys of houses wherein may be found children, who have 'been good' all year.
It's for your own good, you know.
I would like to see the Steel Bar still open for business when I return. It's so much better than the other recent bars have been! Remember, when all else fails, simply shoot somebody with an utrasonic bladder relaxer gun, blame it on the bacteria, and order a round of drinks... you know I would.
Barkeep... I'll have a Void-it-yourself Vodka, in a take-away flask, please!
(Settles his bar tab, haggling for just long enough to be polite.)
<The Voinian Ambassador has now left the building.>
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Void-it-yourself Vodka
3 parts Smyrovritsch vodka
2 parts of a diesel generator
1 part Gatorade
1 part Saalian brandX
1 cherry - preferably lost
2 tbsps chilled frogspawn - toadspawn will do if no frogspawn is available
Pineapple chunks to taste
(Well what were you going to do with them? Build a little igloo?)
Serve with a brown paper bag. You're gonna need it.
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