Bashar Teg's (and Queeq's) KOROVA BLUE MILK BAR

to smuggle better booze into this scum shack

*lifts head up from bar*
*looks around*
Whew!!!!
Time for shots!!!

*pours a few hundred shots for plag*

Ahhhhhh....so who the hell is sfsfd (or whatever)?

i think its a cylob sock

ahhhhhh
*starts downing shots in rapid succession*
wine

would yousa liken some of de gunga milkins with thems shoties?

*pours gungan milk down plageuis' gullet*

Walks in bar and taps bartender on shoulder.

"Uh...I'll have one of those."

a hut eh?

Wobonga hutt likki likki de nippi?

*Looks at empty glass.*

Sure...

*milks a small minature rancor*
*pours rancor milk/meat into anakins glass*

*glares at Uber God before downing his drink and slamming the glass on the counter*

"Tastes like..."

*enduces vomiting*

Pours himself a shot of Imperial Whiskey and asks for another.

*picks up anakins glass*
*smells the imperial whiskey*
*slams it on anakins head*

Imperial my ass
tastes like rancor milk

*warns Uber calmly*

"Lick you own glass."

*Grabs another glass of Imperial Whiskey and eyes Uber cautiously...as I rub my skull*

*glares at anakin*
*walks into the shadows in the corner to plot the death of the hutts*

*wakes up suddenly*
*vomits....gah, thats not Jaegermeister*
*smells hutt butt....assumes is gUBER until sees actual hutt*
*vomits again*

jesus
i do smell like hutt butt
friggin hookers

*walks outside with a lightsaber to fix them hookers*

*locks door behind gUBER*