The Lore of the Lounge.

In the begining there was Feeverte,
and it was a good place with good people (Except maybe Don Walsh).

The ban on Absinthe had just been lifted in the EU.
On the horizon, a hundred shitty absinthes sold by dozens of vendors looking for newfound loot.
The race for the money was on.
It was a new begining for Absinthe, and about to be a begining for a new website.

On a cool spring day, when the sun was just reaching it's apex the venerable Liver was offered a free bottle of Absinthe to start posting at a new site. He went forth and rambled, never one to turn down free booze, with his curious followers in tow
Drinkslinger, a relative newbie, answered a post for web design at the lounge. His job was to ensure the doors stayed open and the toilet cakes were changed.
Crosby stumbled in drunk one night and smashed a few chairs. He was too big to throw out, and too amusing to be pissed at, so he was allowed to stay.
In the following weeks others joined the party.
There was joking, drinking, and pornposting.
The site eventually evolved into a freeform train of thought place where you could kickback and relax.
It was open 24 hours a day.
There was almost always a like soul to tip-n-type with.
It was called the Louchelounge.

The Lounge was good.
But the owner was not.
He was a greedy and dishonest man prone to fits to rage and strings of lies.
He was known as Charles Koontz, Optimal Smarts, Mike, and Sonoman.
He fleeced us out of thousands of dollars.
He fleeced lots of people through other sites.
His taint was ruining our virtual bar.
We renamed him Opie and vowed to overthrow his tyrany.
We recruited a black ops agent called JackBatemaster. With his help the lounge was burned to the ground and Opie was exposed. He fled to Mormon country all the while screaming "I'll get you guys". It's rumored that on a slow night you can still find one of his auctions up on ebay. Never ending, never delivered.

As the the smoke cleared and the blood lust dissipated we rebuilt upon the ashes of the lounge. We kept the bad lighting, the same paintscheme, and the same smell of cheap cologne and smoke. We reopened under new management, added a "D" to the URL, and kept the tone as it once was.

You stand here today by the grace of God, the 3 Stooges, and Crosby's debit card.

The Lounge is dead, long live the Lounge!

I coulda sworn that said Lord of the Louge.

Hear, Hear!

*sniff*

All this nostalgia
these days.

Good un, Dinks.

With the legalization of absinthe in the US, we are once again entering a very dark time.
Recent upheavals are only the begining.
Greed will taint our walls.
Only time will tell if the lounge can withstand the oncoming drama.

The Lounge will survive. The rest of the (internet) world may fall.

Somone say drama?

We are @ full
on Stooge
Strength. No
worries.

I'm keepin' a
tight grip on
the TONE dial
as well.

I'm huggin' the bottles.
Ain't no one gonna git my babies.

Nothing can kill the Lounge.

It's been attacked.

It's atrophied.

It's been broked.

Still here.

Long live the fookin' Lounge!

Long live the fuckers in it!

Well,
they are permanently preserved.

And some are reincarnated.

Pickled, more likely.

It won't die because it's a real community.

Word, Dinky.
I've been bracing for something Kafkaesque.

On the other hand, the legal grey area has been a warm, moist petri dish for hucksterism and hubris.

Next week on things that start with the letter "H"...

Don't tell me I'm in episode 2 already.

It's all one never-ending episode.

I've been having
one for years.

Somehow it doesn't feel too bad to appear in your episode, Liver.

Given that I'm drunk and fucked up most of the time.

Well Helfrich, that certainly beats being fucked up and not having an excuse of being drunk now doesn't it?

I've got it
covered both
ways.

I agree unconditionally. Now I need to take a nap.

You misspelled-
"crap".

And you may as
well post it as flush it.

Been workin'
for me.

At least it's been working for someone.

And you're
here because?

Not for your flushing s.

On a 'cuz
yer usually
pissed?

English or American?

Never mind.

It's both.

Duh...

Little do you know...

I gots plans for you little fella.
Muahahahahah

Toto, too?

Sounds cool. How is that project of yours coming along?

Like his life.

Slowly.

Disappointingly.

Just guessing.

The only disappointing thing about my life is that it's not moving slowly.

So you can keep up?

Sounds like a perfect start for this site.

that story gets me all misty-eyed every time, thanks dink.