Faust and Peter drunk ((Very Funny))

[sirfaust]

AnonymousBob27: ::gives Peter one. he puts it in the air.:: Keep the wine in our stomachs and the women in our beds.
A Lost Summoner: ::Pauses and then smiles widely:: Amen! ::Raises his mug::
AnonymousBob27: ::Laughs as the mugs collide and the ale slides down his throat.::
A Lost Summoner: ::Chugs down a good deal on his own as well, raising a gloved hand:: You know what's wrong with people these days?
AnonymousBob27: Actually yes but... ::Swigs ale:: refresh me
A Lost Summoner: They're morons. All of 'em. Either too addicted to violence, silence or their damn ideals that they don't understand.
AnonymousBob27: You know your right Pete. ::Didnt realize he was talking about him::
A Lost Summoner: ::Raises the mug to his mouth again:: Let me tell you what...back in my day,
A Lost Summoner: ::Pauses:: Men were made of the same stuff. But they liked me a good deal more then they do today, and that makes all the difference.
AnonymousBob27: ::Sips an empty mug and looks bewildered into it.:: back in your day, pints went a longer way. ::Looks into glass with one eye.::
A Lost Summoner: Eh, heh. Heh, heh. ::Burst into a fit of chuckles, like a mild-mannered clown:: That too.
AnonymousBob27: ::Pulls out a long neck bottle from the bar and sips it, placeing the bottle on the bar.::
AnonymousBob27: You know what bugs me?
AnonymousBob27: I cant believe they left to go ont hat bloody adventure without me.
A Lost Summoner: The sea thing? ::Looking to the window::
AnonymousBob27: Yes. ::Sips bottle again.:: Then again, i spose they do need someone back here.
A Lost Summoner: Yup. I suppose. ::Snorts:: I know this guy from RhyDin who has everything, they could have probably just backordered it from him.
A Lost Summoner: ::Snorts:: And by everything, I mean this man has everything. Whew. ::Filling up mug::
AnonymousBob27: Soudns like God
AnonymousBob27: I once knew a man who was able to make anything. Anything at all.
A Lost Summoner: Nah. God's in...the mountains.
A Lost Summoner: Anything?
AnonymousBob27: Soem wizard off in the moutains. ::sips the bottle again, feelign a bit dazed now::
A Lost Summoner: So, I could ask for say a...::Pauses::
A Lost Summoner: A perfect woman?
AnonymousBob27: Well thats a tough order but ill see what he can do ::laughs as he raises the bottle sipping it again.::
A Lost Summoner: ::Suddenly bursts out in unexplained laughter...of course no explanation was needed::
A Lost Summoner: Perfect...::Slams his mug down:: Now that man would be God.
AnonymousBob27: Aye... ::Sips the bottle, waveing his hands in the air along with it.::
AnonymousBob27: You see lad, this man has this sort of, Magic clay. Or something. They call him sparrow.
AnonymousBob27: I wonder if you can make women?
A Lost Summoner: Hmm...I'm sure it's possible.
AnonymousBob27: Nifty trick
A Lost Summoner: Outside the conventional method, of course. ::Grins::
AnonymousBob27: Now thats what you shoudl be doing down there in that basement Pete.
A Lost Summoner: Now there's a purpose. All I need to do is get rid of these bloody curses and I'll be on it.
AnonymousBob27: ::Raises bottle:: to getting rid of the bloody curses!
A Lost Summoner: Rid of all them! ::Abandoing his mug for a bottle::
AnonymousBob27: ::Sips the ale and finds himself laughing histerically for no reason.::
A Lost Summoner: ::Chuckles warmly, leaning backwards and falling off his stool::
AnonymousBob27: Woah! Pete! ::laughs::
AnonymousBob27: ::Stumbles over to where Peter is, kneeling next to him.::
AnonymousBob27: coem on lad. Get up. ::pours ale on his face chuckleing.::
A Lost Summoner: Wahhh! ::His legs fly about as if he was still falling:: It's raining! ::Laughing::
AnonymousBob27: ::laughs, falling ont he ground next to him and drinking.:: Ahhh rain! Welcome to the carribean mate! ::Pours ale on his face as well.::
A Lost Summoner: ::Snorts:: It's the S.S. Better-then-Nicho's-ship!
AnonymousBob27: Hell yes!
AnonymousBob27: Yo ho Yo ho...
A Lost Summoner: And a bottle of rum!
AnonymousBob27: ::Swings bottle, dumping liquir here and there.::
AnonymousBob27: Rum!
AnonymousBob27: Were rascals scoundrels and really bad eggs. Drink up me hardys yo ho!!!
A Lost Summoner: Shiver me timbers! ::Taking a big old sip::
A Lost Summoner: Hey, hey...Faust. What's a pirates favorite gas?
AnonymousBob27: Uhhh... I dont know
A Lost Summoner: Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgon!
AnonymousBob27: ::Rolls around laughing histerically
A Lost Summoner: ::Joins him, thinking up another one:: What's...what's...
A Lost Summoner: a pirate's favorite planet?
AnonymousBob27: ::Sips the long neck bottle again still laughing:: I dont know, what
A Lost Summoner: Maaaaaaaaaarsss! And Jupitaaaaaaaaaaaaar! :Sitting up, bursting out in laughter. Yup, it was obvious that the last summoning had strained his mind for the night...ale never helped::
A Lost Summoner: And Sataaaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrn!
AnonymousBob27: Haha ha ::Holds sides which are splitting.::
A Lost Summoner: Oh Gawd, I got a million of 'em. ::Pouring the bottle's contents onto his face. ::
AnonymousBob27: ::Pours more ale towards his mouth but misses a few times.::
AnonymousBob27: Those fools dont know what there missin. We got all the stuf right here. We got the castle, the peoples, the rum.