Midnight on a moonless night. It couldn't possibly get any darker. The power to the street lamps had been cut. Two Opel Blitz trucks show up, each painted jet black with no markings or number tags. Muffled engines and idle speed ensured that there was very little sound. Shadowy forms emerge from the back of the trucks; everyone was dressed in black and wearing gumsole shoes. Most of them set up a secure perimeter around Starchuck's. A specialty team came out and swept for bugs, mines and IEDs. Another team checked the electrical and other utilities -- no sabotage from G/K Worldwide. A secure radio transmission went out.

A second convoy, heavily escorted, came down the road. The third and fourth vehicles carried the "herbal" tea. They were also blast-proofed and well armoured. Backing up to the loading dock, they quickly and efficiently unloaded the precious cargo and stowed it in the sub-basement bunker. Alarms were set in preparation for the grand opening. Guards were posted. Then, the convoys both departed, again, quietly and under extreme blackout restrictions.

G/K Worldwide will be furious that they've missed all the fun.

Heyyyy
 

Meanwhile a very drunk swhalen36 stumbles in and says " Hey I heard a guy could get a drink here!!!"

The rummy is noticed by the guard detail. The Sergeant of the Guard walks up and says, "Say, rummy."

"<snort> Yeah?"

"How'd you like a free bottle of Mad Chuck 20/20?"

"Whadda I godda do to get it?"

"Keep an eye out for Kirk or anything from G/K Worldwide."

AYe Aye Sir....Guzzle guzzle....hic...:arrgh!:

Oddball comes up from the cellar and tugs on Squid's coat tails.

Oddball: Umm..yeah man....like we got a small problem. It's not real big but you know, hey...it could be worse.

CS: What is it this time?

Oddball: Well you know those big kegs in the cellar?

CS: Yeaahhh......the kegs full of Phil Ale?

Oddball: Like..dont sweat it man. Like...the guys are having fun and...

CS: Oddball...WHAT happened?

Moritarty comes up from the cellar....totally drenched.

M: Oddball! there's Phil ale all over the damn place!

CS: Oddball...explain!

Oddball: Well the guys were bored, so we like cut the kegs in half and made them like....little ships to float in. We took some potatoes from the storage room and are using them as shells to fire back and forth. Ya know....fun.

CS: Ugh!!!

Squid reaches over and presses the BLUE button.....

After the BLUE button was pressed, massive pumps kicked in and drained the cellar in minutes. Then, an overhead sprinkler system kicked in and washed everything down. It was a ruse. There was NO Phil Ale in those kegs. It was meant to throw off the G/K team. All that was spilled was Phil's Hard Root Beer!

Has anyone seen our pianist lately?

We have a pianist??

Duh! Yes, we have a pianist. If you came here more often, you'd know!

Been a hell of a battle the last few weeks at work. Pour me a Phil Ale.....make that two. It has to be happy hour somewhere!

Remember Skarkenstein WILL win and the silly K.R.A.P. will be forced to lay down their arms and face the glorious SHARKENSTEIN side as the true leaders!


Unite Sharkenstein members, the war cry is sounding. The time has come!











:|\\ "thats close enogh for jazz"

Sharkenstein Schmarkenstein....where is that red shoed lady anyways??

Has anyone seen or heard of Phil lately? Last we heard, he had crawled into a bottle following the collapse of his liquor empire.

Been kinda quiet around these here parts lately...:shucks:

Chef's Special of the Day:

Salty Dog Stew
Side of Crunchy Egg Salad
1 pint of Phil Ale

4 bits