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discedo_logs2011-03-17 11:01 am
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Who: OPEN.
Where: The Northern Lights.
When: March 16th, evening.
Rating: IDEK.
Summary: A Hollislander walks into a bar…
the log:
Truth be told—let's not hide it at this point—Knowlton could summon himself beer anytime he wanted. Playing with the machine was fun like that. But there was nothing quite like a pub in his opinion—even a shitty hole in the wall like this. So at one point in the evening, with absolutely no fanfare, he walks on in, goes to the counter and sets down a literal fruit basket, and finds himself a seat.
He figures the pineapple alone should keep the drinks coming.
Where: The Northern Lights.
When: March 16th, evening.
Rating: IDEK.
Summary: A Hollislander walks into a bar…
the log:
Truth be told—let's not hide it at this point—Knowlton could summon himself beer anytime he wanted. Playing with the machine was fun like that. But there was nothing quite like a pub in his opinion—even a shitty hole in the wall like this. So at one point in the evening, with absolutely no fanfare, he walks on in, goes to the counter and sets down a literal fruit basket, and finds himself a seat.
He figures the pineapple alone should keep the drinks coming.