RationalWiki:Drink counter/Archive2

And you can get anything you want, at Alice's Arthropleura's restaurant. Arthropleura's the bartender (yeah, that's the giant forest-dwelling Carboniferous centipede handing you your drink). You want it, we'll add it. Right now, we don't have a great selection, but it's expanding.

Arthropleura is currently the only waiter, but there is a synthesizer a la Star Trek for those who want something simple.

We ask you to take a seat at one of our tables.

Table chatter
Here you are, sir. Enjoy. -- 15:17, 16 May 2009 (UTC)
 * Much thanks Arthur. My vision is returning. 15:23, 16 May 2009 (UTC)

Orders at blue
ZOMG Arthur - hair of the dog that bit me, and stat! Irish coffee and a handful of tylenol, s'il vous plait. 15:14, 16 May 2009 (UTC) Served.

Hi Nutty, just passing through... Arthur, I'd like to place an advance order for a fifth of single malt Scotch to be placed at each table so that later tonight when I am table-hopping and you are curfewed I might maintain my inebriety. Thank you very much, 22:04, 16 May 2009 (UTC)
 * What's new Human? I'll be back here for a nightcap if Arthur sets out some peanuts, a deck of naked lady cards, a pitcher of branch water, and some ice. 22:26, 16 May 2009 (UTC)

Served.

Table chatter
Do you like fishsticks?
 * Yes, especially the wild-caught haddock ones. I like to bake them up and put them on a toasted roll with cheeses and tomato sauces.  Oh, and here we call them fish finger pies.  In summer, and all.  You still here? Oh, wait, I think my waiter is waiting at another table with what I was waiting for...  02:52, 20 May 2009 (UTC)

Orders for table six
A pint of unspecific when you're ready please, Arthur.

Served.


 * Delicious. Thanks.

Current inebriated occupants
Urp. Barthender? Schleropod? Might I have a refill of my ark pleez? 02:48, 20 May 2009 (UTC)

Table brachiation
...will result is a painful death
 * Here you are, sir. I am not liable for any damage on your part. -- 17:36, 17 May 2009 (UTC)
 * Here you are, human. -- 20:20, 20 May 2009 (UTC)
 * Ah, thank you very much. Mmmmm, this is good.  20:43, 20 May 2009 (UTC)
 * I'm removing the bottom two sections. This place isn't a joke town, and the tables make it look classy. Also, it's my establishment so I make the rules. Just use a table to order. -- 20:53, 20 May 2009 (UTC)
 * It's not your establishment; it's in RationalWiki space, ergo it's common ground. You want your own bar with solid rules & no jokes, then put it in your userspace.  Otherwise, please follow common archiving practices & respect other users' rights not to have their comments summarily deleted.  Cheers.   21:02, 20 May 2009 (UTC)
 * Fine. All sections that aren't tables go under bar, please. -- 21:07, 20 May 2009 (UTC)

Orders for spineless denizens
All of these, and a death stick or two. 17:33, 17 May 2009 (UTC) Served.

Drunk and Angry
Right, I am gonna tip the tables over, smash the juke and steal from the till. Im drunk and whacked on PCP and none of you cunts better get in my way. Ace McWickedDisco Jesus 20:59, 20 May 2009 (UTC)
 * Out. Now.
 * Waiter, may I have a plate of your finest Stewed McWicked as an appetizer, please? 21:08, 20 May 2009 (UTC)
 * Here you are, sir. One day special only. -- 21:11, 20 May 2009 (UTC)
 * Thanks, Arthur. Mmmmmm, that is good.  Drinks and food all in one serving!  21:14, 20 May 2009 (UTC)
 * Jesus, no need to overreact. Just give him some sunglasses, a blanket, and a bottle of scotch. He'll be fine after he passes out. 21:13, 20 May 2009 (UTC)
 * I'm not duunk, I'm just angry and on the rag. wanna bet on who can do the most damage to this hole-in-the-net bar?-- 21:15, 20 May 2009 (UTC)
 * Have a death wish? -- 21:18, 20 May 2009 (UTC)
 * Fuck it, I aint fucking going nowhere until I find out which one of you bastards has been stealing my thoughts. Give a gun to Ace and 99 times out of 100 he'll use it to threaten you. Ace McWickedDisco Jesus 21:18, 20 May 2009 (UTC)
 * You have thoughts?-- 21:52, 20 May 2009 (UTC)
 * I had thoughts but one of you fucks stole them. Ace McWickedDisco Jesus 22:09, 20 May 2009 (UTC)
 * Arthur, my Stewed McWicked is still wriggling. Are you sure it was cooked properly?  01:15, 21 May 2009 (UTC)
 * Still wriggling? That's too bad- I was rather sure I killed him. -- 21:07, 24 May 2009 (UTC)
 * Oh well, all's well that ends well, I ate the bits that didn't slither away and the rest I threw in the dumpster... 21:33, 24 May 2009 (UTC)

Booze raid
Emperor and I just ripped through the cooler and the stockroom and pillaged about ninety percent of the booze here to stock up over at my talk page. I'll bring back the empties Saturday afternoon. Thanks for your contribution. 01:02, 22 May 2009 (UTC)
 * You're welcome. My guard robot will arrive shortly to pick up the payment, approximately $3000 dollars (you took my 700-year old whine I was keeping in the cellar). -- 14:47, 22 May 2009 (UTC)
 * 1 tequila served in a stripper's belly button, plz. 15:03, 22 May 2009 (UTC)
 * We aren't a strip club- we are a respectable establishment. -- 15:18, 22 May 2009 (UTC)
 * That's a complete non-sequitur, young man. 16:15, 22 May 2009 (UTC)

Nyahaha!
I don't wanna work tonight, so I need six shots of straight vodka to get sent home again/carried away by a pelican as an excuse. Now, please. 15:29, 2 June 2009 (UTC)
 * Okay... -- 16:02, 2 June 2009 (UTC)
 * Thanks, I got sent home for doing an unsatisfactory job. Ace'd be so proud. 18:30, 2 June 2009 (UTC)