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Okay all, it is time we brought back this great tradition and opened a new and improved Tiki Bar here!

We have the beach over there, *points* a boardwalk with rides (ala Santa Monica, home of one of the best drummers out there), a library is just one block that way, *points* so you can go and fetch a good book to read while sitting at or near the bar, there are tables with cute island-ish umbrella and tons of white sand to bury your feet (or that annoying disco "musician" you find walking down the street).

So, step right up, order whatever you want, and maybe, juuuuuuuuuust maybe, a really nice librarian chap will fix you some grub and a drink.

*A Cherokee/Irish looking lass walks up, looks around, and takes a seat on the beach*

OW!

*yells as she geds hit in the back with a rubber band from a rubber band gun*

Hey don't look at me, I just got here.


Hey look, let's go beat up the disco musician.

*packs up his disco ball and runs for the hills*

Picks up a copy of the novel, Atlas Shrugged, seats herself in view of the sunset and orders a Pina Colada.

*sneaks back in without his ball hoping nobody recognizes him*

watches the disco ball boy skid on the sand and knock the waitress' tray to the sidewalk with a crash...while everyone looks on with a curious air

HAYHAYHAY...

There's no parasol in my fuzzy navel!!

WAITRESS!!!!

Cupcake?!

Cupcakes are awesome, but that one had way too much icing on 'er

Cupcakes?? in a Tiki bar???
We might have lots more fun
if we join the conga line around
the donut case.

Mmmmmm... donuts...

Suddenly, Sean Connery shows up...



"Oop! Oop! Nae don' sta't tha'again!" he yells as he grabs his kilt as if threatening to hike it high.

Requests the band to, if it can get it's groove out of the donut holes,
to play a rousing highland fling in honor of our esteemed Scottish guest.