Bar Fight! *throws beer mug*

I accidentally read "curling". Having recovered from my confusion I fetch a stone and a broom and begin to throw the stone around the floor slippery from vomit and feces.

I turn to see to the door, there are two chicks with very little clothes staring all the mess we have... one is blonde and the other is brunnette...

I could have sworn I already posted about slippling on Vompatti's Vompomit, but I think it got sucked into the black hole. Oh wait, it came back.


Edited by Slartibartfast - November 19 2009 at 13:46

D'ya think?

Yes, why didn't I think of that? You should aim at the knees, though.

Throwing up again? Are you sure you're not being called Vomitti instead of Vompatti? 

Let this be a lesson to you. No D.I.Y. cocktails.

Here are two girls to cheer you up. They like to feed the wombat with cookie crumbles.

"Sit, sit, sit! Give me a paw! That's a good boy."

I give Vompatti a plate with a delicious shrimp, which I hope will make him cheer up.

I yell at Vompatti " You b*****d! The shrimp was alive, he was supposed to be your friend as he listens to Morissey too and believes you deserve Winona!!!!". He is dead now, and also digested... how unfortunate.