The wizard walks over to an empty basin. He casts a quick spell, causing several beer cans to rise up and empty themselves into the basin. He then utters a more eloborate incantation, his hands extended over the basin of beer, which begins to fog. When he is finished, he wipes his hand over the basin, clearing the fog from all but the edges of it, and turns to the Jack.
This will serve as a portal, allowing you to see back into the past:
Behold!
The wizard walks over to an empty basin. He casts a quick spell, causing several beer cans to rise up and empty themselves into the basin. He then utters a more eloborate incantation, his hands extended over the basin of beer, which begins to fog. When he is finished, he wipes his hand over the basin, clearing the fog from all but the edges of it, and turns to the Jack.
This will serve as a portal, allowing you to see back into the past:
Behold!
Oh, he got that coming...You don't mess with the PAIZO goddess....
*takes a sip of a Michelada*
Really?!?! How, when, where?!?! Linky please!Wizard enters, his servants bearing before him the hollow shell that was Callous Jack.
Indeed. Callous Jack has really gone and done it now. Divine magic of immense power has separated his spirit from his golem body.
...I killed the joke. I have no regrets.
I say, fellow Jacks, it seems that there is a new Jack in town. Reggie, spruce up the place while I mix some cocktails!
I say, fellow Jacks, it seems that there is a new Jack in town. Reggie, spruce up the place while I mix some cocktails!
Welcome Monterrey Jack!
A familliar bedraggled face pops in
I see you have a new brown shirt in your little fascist club! Well Sieg Heil! Mr. 'I'm an obnoxious metal man' Jack, or whatever nonsensical colonialist title you've claimed for yourself!
Pints a skinny finger at Monterrey Jack
Hatemonger! Racist! Hegemonist!
Thank you! Thank you! It feels good to be amongst the Jacks! Um, who's the discombobulated one in the corner?
A familliar bedraggled face pops in
I see you have a new brown shirt in your little fascist club! Well Sieg Heil! Mr. 'I'm an obnoxious metal man' Jack, or whatever nonsensical colonialist title you've claimed for yourself!
Pints a skinny finger at Monterrey Jack
Hatemonger! Racist! Hegemonist!
*Crawls into the room, steadily making his way towards the Peasant*
"*gasp*...*gasp*...it was YOU!!! You brought the curse upon the castle!!!"
Reggie puts down his dust cloth (or is it a poodle?) and pulls a Thompson submachine gun from it's hiding place in a large vase (that PJ collected from one of his many expeditions). He begins spraying the window where the peasant was peeking with bullets.
Oh, ignore that ideologue, Monterrey Jack. Care for a Dark & Stormy or a Mojito?
Oh, ignore that ideologue, Monterrey Jack. Care for a Dark & Stormy or a Mojito?
Hmmm...I could go for a rum punch, come to think of it...
Thanks!
Ah yes...rum punch. Handing MJ his glass. Damn popular with the boys when we were stationed in Her Majesty's service on behalf of the Raj. It was almost always pale ale or rum punch...except in the Scottish regiment, what-what. Nods towards Reggie, who is adding a couple of drops of hot water to his glass of scotch.
*comes in with the Peasant by the back of the neck* Ok Monterrey Jack. It's initiation time. Time to whup up on the Peasant and put him into the Jack-a-pult.
Pult! Pult! Pult! Pult!
Hey Monterrey Jack! Bienvenido!
*hands the welcoming beer*
Don't mind the funny bits on the beer, those are...errr...lemon scraps!
The peasant screeches
"Leggo you Fascists!"
The peasant screeches
"Leggo you Fascists!"
Joe groans.
"Don't let them put ya in the electric chair. It hurts like hell..."
The peasant screeches
"Leggo you Fascists!"
Joe groans.
"Don't let them put ya in the electric chair. It hurts like hell..."
Naaah. it tickles funny... can't you stand a jolt? Wussy!
Naaah. it tickles funny... can't you stand a jolt? Wussy!The peasant screeches
"Leggo you Fascists!"
Joe groans.
"Don't let them put ya in the electric chair. It hurts like hell..."
"Stupid hunk of metal..."
I say, Cousin Joe STILL isn't Joe Jack?!
Joe Jack... that has a nice ring to it
I say, Cousin Joe STILL isn't Joe Jack?!
Some people are just slower than others. You'd think his thirst would have gotten the better of him by now.
*comes in with the Peasant by the back of the neck* Ok Monterrey Jack. It's initiation time. Time to whup up on the Peasant and put him into the Jack-a-pult.
Isn't that thing under the size limit? I wouldn't feel right pounding that to a pulp. Not enough pulp potential to satisfy, I'm afraid...
*comes in with the Peasant by the back of the neck* Ok Monterrey Jack. It's initiation time. Time to whup up on the Peasant and put him into the Jack-a-pult.Isn't that thing under the size limit? I wouldn't feel right pounding that to a pulp. Not enough pulp potential to satisfy, I'm afraid...
Size limit? Feel right? We're Jacks. We don't care about that stuff. Our whole credo is based on beer drinking and cartoonish violence.
Size limit? Feel right? We're Jacks. We don't care about that stuff. Our whole credo is based on beer drinking and cartoonish violence.*comes in with the Peasant by the back of the neck* Ok Monterrey Jack. It's initiation time. Time to whup up on the Peasant and put him into the Jack-a-pult.Isn't that thing under the size limit? I wouldn't feel right pounding that to a pulp. Not enough pulp potential to satisfy, I'm afraid...
Not a morals thing, trust and believe. It's just that pounding him into a pulp would be like chinese food, it's satisfying for a moment, but you're wanting more after an hour...
Struggles in JRHM's grasp
HELLO! Still present? Why don't you go kick a poodle or something, you load of soccer hooligans ..
Not a morals thing, trust and believe. It's just that pounding him into a pulp would be like chinese food, it's satisfying for a moment, but you're wanting more after an hour...Size limit? Feel right? We're Jacks. We don't care about that stuff. Our whole credo is based on beer drinking and cartoonish violence.*comes in with the Peasant by the back of the neck* Ok Monterrey Jack. It's initiation time. Time to whup up on the Peasant and put him into the Jack-a-pult.Isn't that thing under the size limit? I wouldn't feel right pounding that to a pulp. Not enough pulp potential to satisfy, I'm afraid...
That's true. However, that's why you pound him some more after an hour is up. It looks like I'm going to have to work with you a little.
Ok, NOW I'll pound him to a pulp! NO ONE calls me a soccer fan and gets away with it!!!!!
*proceeds to start wailing on the peasant*
Ok, NOW I'll pound him to a pulp! NO ONE calls me a soccer fan and gets away with it!!!!!
*proceeds to start wailing on the peasant*
Thatta boy!!!
Not a morals thing, trust and believe. It's just that pounding him into a pulp would be like chinese food, it's satisfying for a moment, but you're wanting more after an hour...Size limit? Feel right? We're Jacks. We don't care about that stuff. Our whole credo is based on beer drinking and cartoonish violence.*comes in with the Peasant by the back of the neck* Ok Monterrey Jack. It's initiation time. Time to whup up on the Peasant and put him into the Jack-a-pult.Isn't that thing under the size limit? I wouldn't feel right pounding that to a pulp. Not enough pulp potential to satisfy, I'm afraid...
You must do what you feel is right to the Jack.
As the delicious scents of Hungry Jack™ products waft through the house from the kitchen, Reggie proceeds to the coffee bar to get the vat of coffee brewing for the Jacks' Monday. Looks like it could be a long week.
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There's no better way to start the week than with a delicious Hungry Jack® breakfast!!!
Fiesta Breakfast Casserole
Ingredients:
• Crisco® Original No-Stick Cooking Spray
• 1 (4.9 oz.) package Hungry Jack® Mild Jalapeno Cheddar Potatoes
• 2-2/3 cups boiling water
• 1 cup Hungry Jack® Buttermilk Complete Pancake & Waffle Mix (Just Add Water)
• 2 large eggs, slightly beaten
• 1/3 cup water
• 1 cup mild salsa
• 1 (10 oz.) package fully-cooked sausage links, cut into 1/4-inch slices
• 2 green onions, chopped (1/3 cup)
• 1/2 cup shredded taco-flavored or Cheddar cheese
Preparation Directions:
1. HEAT oven to 400° F. Lightly coat a 13 x 9-inch baking dish with cooking spray. Combine potatoes slices, boiling water and sauce packet in prepared pan. Bake uncovered 20 minutes. Remove potatoes from oven. Reduce oven temperature to 375° F.
2. BLEND pancake mix, eggs, water, salsa, sausage and green onions. Pour over potatoes.
3. BAKE uncovered 24 to 26 minutes, or until center is set. Remove casserole from oven; sprinkle with cheese. Cover with aluminum foil; let stand 10 minutes before serving.
Prep Time: 15 min
Cook Time: 45 min
MMMM breakfast ....
HEY!
Who beat a peasant to a pulp and didn't clean up the blood spatter? Seriously guys ...
MMMM breakfast ....
HEY!
Who beat a peasant to a pulp and didn't clean up the blood spatter? Seriously guys ...
Sorry......my bad....
You know, I'm starting my new job today. Could someone get me a Dark and Stormy?
Acme Robot zips a D&S over to the Cultist
*BEEP*
There you are sir!
I say, CoJ, congratulations, ol' bean. What's the new situation? Does it promote colonization? Does is bring in more than booze and entertainment money?
*Disembodied voice*
Little help?
Panama, get the wizard!
*Disembodied voice*
Little help?
Told you that the wizard dude shoulda used a Dark & Stormy as a catalyst.
Tries to mimic the disembodied voice. How can we help?
As Panama Jack gets off the phone, the wizard appears in the room with a small flash and dissipating purple smoke.
I'm here. So, the spirit has returned to the house after days of wandering?
As Panama Jack gets off the phone, the wizard appears in the room with a small flash and dissipating purple smoke.
I'm here. So, the spirit has returned to the house after days of wandering?
It seems so.
He appears to have fallen silent. There could be something pulling his spirit away. I suggest putting out large offerings of his favorite drinks. While he cannot drink them, he can still sense and desire them, and they may draw his spirit back to the house.
He appears to have fallen silent. There could be something pulling his spirit away. I suggest putting out large offerings of his favorite drinks. While he cannot drink them, he can still sense and desire them, and they may draw his spirit back to the house.
Ok, I'll give it a try. *begins to put out kegs of beer in hope that it will lure Callous Jack back to the house*