

They will be missed.
And don’t diminish your own contribution to our little hub.
How far we’ve all come. Hell, you even stopped calling me Kevin.
They will be missed.
And don’t diminish your own contribution to our little hub.
How far we’ve all come. Hell, you even stopped calling me Kevin.
“It’s my first day.” - Homer Simpson
When a friend asks for help… You help them! It’s just…
… that it happened as the result of losing a fondly remembered founding member of our nice, quiet little beach community here.
Oh, I got ya. I just waayy overslept at which point adding a comment felt weird. Thanks all the same.
Appreciate the vote of confidence.
I carry his spirit, if you will.
Glad to be of service.
This image is in no way intentionally ominous, just where my head went.
It’s all part of the show.
Nah, just a regular who kept sneaking behind the bar to make my own drinks. Guess they figured “Why fight it?” and had me start helping out.
Currently out of green. Try this.
What little I’ve picked up is that the combination of life stress and social media induced stress came to a head. So they cut themselves loose and left. It’s a bummer, but I hope doing so will help them be well.
I was just a bar back, but now I gotta help restock the shelves, throw out the belligerents, empty the holosuite filters, etc.
Uh, the suites are currently occupied. Vic’s got a set going, then Chief O’Brien and his boytoy are “fighting” the Battle of the Bulge. The jokes practically write themselves.
Thanks. Just following your guy’s lead.
There is, however, one for Ludicrous Speed.
Brunt: I am an F.C.A. agent!