Welcome to Killer Joe's Cafe

Discussion in 'Off Topic' started by Killer Joe, Jul 9, 2006.

  1. Tabasco DDR Fanatic

    6'2" heh

    *Tabasco kicks Ransac in the groin so he drops to his knees and is now short*

    Ya KJ he is kinda short and ugly...maybe Josef can run him through the grinder that would at least improve his face
  2. Killer Joe Active Member

    Killer Joe Look-a-like: Here's your shot of Jesus sweat (really Josef's pit sweat), I can't reach down that far over the counter, can you knee crawl around the side to get it?

    HEY!: This is a fine upscale establishment so knock off the antics yinz guys!

    Tabasco: Here's your Pepperoni, tomato & cheese pie, *sniff*, it smells real good. It kinda reminds me of, *sniff*,....nah, it couldn't be, could it?

    BB: Here's yer slice of key lime pie.

    Nighty-night: Pfft! Rathma is Josef's cousin once removed on his mother's side, so in a round about way, I have a piece of yer soul.

    NEXT!
  3. Ransac CPA Trash Man

    *Ransac crawls on his knees, in pain, out the door.*

    CURSE YOU!!!!!! I SHALL HAVE MY REVENGE!!!!!


    Ransac, cpa trash man
  4. Nightstalkers Creature — Nightstalker

    I really should get Rathma in here.... do you have a bottle of wine?
  5. Zigathon Registered Nerd

    Irish creme and coffee really perks me up in the morning... and then puts me to sleep in the afternoon.
  6. Tabasco DDR Fanatic

    Yay...finally my PIZZA P-I mean...Thank You!

    Who wanted pizza before?...I shall gladly share some of my not-quite-but-almost-the-real-thing Pizza with you...

    *claps twice as 2 guard dogs appear*

    Tabasco takes off his shoe so the dogs can smell their target (Ransac's groin). Alright doggies if you smell this attack if it gets to close to me.

    *bark bark*

    Good doggies...*snicker*
  7. Ransac CPA Trash Man

    *Ransac watches this from a windows and goes to shower.*


    Ransac, cpa trash man
  8. Killer Joe Active Member

    Nighty-Night: I have a bottle of WHINE, its from Ransac!

    Ziggy: Whoa, dude. Kill the motor.

    Tabasco: Yer welcome, now get those mutts outta here!

    NEXT!
  9. Ransac CPA Trash Man

    *Ransac walks in as Ransac.*

    I give up. Just gimme a Cola.


    Ransac, cpa trash man
  10. sageridder Legendary Cpa Member

    Gimme four fried chickens and a coke.
  11. Killer Joe Active Member

    Ransac: What size? Petite petitie, medium petite, grande petite, petite mezzo, mezzo mezzo, grande mezzo, prtite grande, mezzo grande, or grande grande? LMK ;)

    Sageridder: How about some weasal on a stick? Here's your coke while you make your descision, and, never mind that poor sap next to you, he twitches like that all the time. :)

    NEXT!
  12. Ransac CPA Trash Man

    Gimme a 4 Grande Grandes. I need to take care of this headache.


    Ransac, cpa trash man
  13. Mooseman Isengar Tussle

    Some Dry White Toast....... No maam, nothing to drink.
  14. Ransac CPA Trash Man

    *Ransac looks wide-eyed after Mooseman called KJ "maam".*


    Ransac, cpa trash man
  15. Zigathon Registered Nerd

    *drinks his spiked coffee and eats a raw weasel*

    Yuck! How about throwing this on the grill Joe?
  16. Nightstalkers Creature — Nightstalker

    *looks out the window to the Starsmucks across the street*

    Hmm....
  17. orgg Administrator

    *Orgg, while eying his odd looking Dumpling Pie and drinking his (thankfully unopened upon delivery) bottle of coke, farts. Loudly. (However, I don't think it'll be noticed in this smelly dump)
  18. Ransac CPA Trash Man

    *Ransac take a spit-take with his cola (hitting several weasels in the process) and collapses from the smell.*


    Ransac, cpa trash man
  19. Nightstalkers Creature — Nightstalker

    *sticks a couple dead weasles up his nose to block the smell*
  20. Killer Joe Active Member

    DO NOT LIGHT THAT MATCH, JOSEF!!!!!!!!!!


    .......*BOOM!*..........


    ......ack, *cough*-*cough*........great, Where's Josef?

    Josef?.............are ya okay Josef?

    "Ayh qwit, dat schmell, doze rodints, goot byd, Kaye-jaye"

    WHAT!?!

    No, please don't quit!

    <Josef is out the door and in his convertable black Mecedes-Benz blasting KMFDM>

    Great, now what?


    KJ hangs a sign on the window that reads:

    Help Wanted, really :(

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