The Author's Hangout Vending Machine

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and three policeman join the fun, agus faigamid suid mar ata se.

I put in a room where Bacchus is sporting with Venus...

so is 'sporting' is todays euphemism. She doesn't wear protection. 9 months later. yada yada yada.

I put in a life-time of hang-overs.
 
so is 'sporting' is todays euphemism. She doesn't wear protection. 9 months later. yada yada yada.

I put in a life-time of hang-overs.

and it would seem the dour old priest has read us out from the altar.
(The line, btw, is from an old Irish song.)

I put in some pics from the priest's own collection...
 
and the tunes start up.

I put in a 'bit of a knees-up'

And you get the whole kit & kaboodle of naked, drunken, fondue covered Irishmen & women singin' and dancin' like they did before St Patty drove the serpents from the land.

I put in a Wyvern with red & black scales...
 
And you get the whole kit & kaboodle of naked, drunken, fondue covered Irishmen & women singin' and dancin' like they did before St Patty drove the serpents from the land.

I put in a Wyvern with red & black scales...

and you get a chance to raid his horde while he's off feasting on the neighborhood's cattle.

I put in a barely-there, leather and gold warrior woman's armor found in a back corner...
 
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and you get a chance to raid his horde while he's off feasting on the neighborhood's cattle.

I put in a barely-there, leather and gold warrior woman's armor found in a back corner...

And you get a Boris painting, which become the cover of a Molly Hatchet album.

I put in an over the hill. aged rock band on one last tour of shitty second-rate clubs...
 
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I put in an over the hill. aged rock band on one last tour of shitty second-rate clubs...



and they get invited to the Hollywood Bowl.

I put in a megga deal for them
 
And I co-opt that talented percussionist into my new band - 'The Gods of Rock'!

I put in their difficult third album...

and everyone wonders how they managed to keep Vishnu out of the recording studio.

I put in somee of gold-leafed Diwali sweets...
 
and everyone wonders how they managed to keep Vishnu out of the recording studio.

I put in somee of gold-leafed Diwali sweets...

and you get me hovering over the catering table looking for samosas.

I put in "drinks over lunch" at a local Indian buffet...
 
and you get me hovering over the catering table looking for samosas.

I put in "drinks over lunch" at a local Indian buffet...

and you get the drinks over lunch, growing more cheerful even as you grow more hungry, accepting the priority of the liquid refreshment as a cultural construct.

I put in a somewhat tipsy sitar player who keepson reciting the end of The Wasteland...
 
and you get the drinks over lunch, growing more cheerful even as you grow more hungry, accepting the priority of the liquid refreshment as a cultural construct.

I put in a somewhat tipsy sitar player who keepson reciting the end of The Wasteland...

And you get a nice couple out for romantic lunch date who decide to leave and go to the sushi bar up the street.

I put in a motorcycle cop who blazed past them with lights & sirens going...
 
And you get a nice couple out for romantic lunch date who decide to leave and go to the sushi bar up the street.

I put in a motorcycle cop who blazed past them with lights & sirens going...

to find a very drunk speeder.


I put in a hefty fine
 
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