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The North Pacific Bar and Grill

*Walks into the bar after a long time in rehab*

Hello!?

*gets behind the bar and makes himself a White Russian*
 
King, sir, may you show any sort of ID to me so I can check your age before letting you in?

Or... maybe you're Mr Bribe? that would be fortunate, I've been looking for Mr. Bribe for a long time (winks)
 
OK, King, and Betta come in, but if cops knock in I don't know any of you and vnever saw you in my life.... In fact I don't know what I do myself.
 
King, it's ok, just buy me... Another drink, would you? ... T-this is not cold enough

*covers the wound with a TNP flag he always carries with him*
 
*Lennart starts drawing a smiling face with his own blood on the floor. The flag looks just like TWP's by now.

Licks the salt DD threw on him*

Where's lemon? and tequila?
 
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARGHHHHH

MY WOUNDS! MY EYEEEEESS... MY DREAMS!

*remembers he's dying, makes a tourniquet out of his belt. Sighs. Smiles*

... Well, two or three shots of Jose Cuervo... Or maybe some mezcal to drink "a la salud" y "hasta el gusano"... But please, don't dump it all over me, this hurts as hell...
 
*Lennart is being taken out of the bar on a stretcher, by sexy nurses*

YOU'LL PAY FOR THIS!! *shakes his fist angrily*
 
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