99 Bottles

[Sgt. Spoon]

*wakes up once again from the floor*

38 bottles of shine on the wall. 38 bottles 'O shiine! Take one down, pass it around. 37 bottles of shine on the wall.

[Mill Wilkinson]

37 bottles of moody shine on the wall. 37 bottles of shine! Take one down, pass it around. 36 bottles of shine on the wall.

[BdrLineAzn]

Thirty sax bottelos of *hic* mic shoe on ther wall.  *hic* thitysick bro *hic* of sheen. Took un *hic* daw, pass *hic* it unround. .... .... ....

*Grabs another bottle*

"Oi you didn't finish your last one!"

"soooo.. *hic* what's u do bout it *hic*"

"This."

PUNCH

"BAR FIGHT!!!!!!"

[Sgt. Spoon]

Haha! *grabs a bottle and hits it over the counter in hope of sharpening it. Sadly it just breaks...*

*punches BrdLine in the face instead*

[Piemanlives]

*Wakes up* Oh my head, what's going on? *Ducks a flying chair* OH IT IS ON BOYS! *Smashes Mill with a chair*

[BdrLineAzn]

*Holds nose with a hand and takes it off to see blood.*

You brokeded my nose, oh it's on.

*Grabs another bottle and breaks it.*

Spoon just so you know, I had I think around 12 bottles, no sense of coordination, and limited combat experience. What's you going to do.

*Random guys bumps him on the head with a bottle, falls and smashes through a table.*

[Mill Wilkinson]

OH IT IS ON BOYS! *Smashes Mill with a chair*

*loud Finnish cursing* What was that for?!! *slams fist to Pie's stomach*

35 bottles of pain on the wall, 35 bottl' o pain! Take one down *KO an random* pass it around *hits and slamming* 34 bottles of pain at the hall!

[Piemanlives]

Bollocks! *dives to the floor and kicks Mill out from under* *Smashes Mill with another chair*

That's for!- *Random flying door*

[Mill Wilkinson]

*teeth hit floor, yelp of pain* PIEEEEEEE!!! *bull-rush tackle*

[Piemanlives]

*Flying door also hits Mill*

[BdrLineAzn]

*Opens eyes and sees a bottle rolling on the floor, picks it up, stands and drinks it."

*Blindly rushes into the fray of people*

[Gryphos]

*enters through the empty door frame after chugging excessive amounts of water*

*sees carnage*

Err, guys, what are you-

*hit in head by random flying bottle*

Screw this!!!

*grabs the bottle runs after BrdLine*

[Piemanlives]

*Draws revolver* Eat this! *Shoots a random with a pepper round*

[Mill Wilkinson]

*Stops hitting a man on the ground, rises up and puts his hands on his hip, tapping his foot* Pieman, not cool! No guns in a barfight! *agreeing grumble from around*

[Sgt. Spoon]

*Picks up chair and swings it wildly around him, hitting Pie in the back and then tumbling over Mill after trying to stabilise*