Mav, flying his favorite F6F looks down and sees something that looks like it might be the old Doom popsicle club. Not having had his favorite libation lately he sets up his usual entrance. Mav rolls the "Cat" over and dives towards the street. He hits the trigger spraying 50 cals all along the center of the road in front of the club, later doing a high speed low alt flyby of the same.
After landing, Mav walks up to the door of the club and kicks the door open. He yells for the barkeep to set up 6 "flaming tails" (patent pending) on the bar. When the barkeep stutters that he doesn't know how to make them, Mav "gently" lowers the unconscious bartender to the floor and grabs a bottle of Cuervo Gold, 6 shot glasses and a box of matches.
Taking the materials over to an empty table, (in the back against the wall facing the front)Mav sets the makings down. He pours all 6 glasses full of the Gold and corks the bottle. Taking a single match, Mav lights all 6 of the shot glasses on fire and quickly tosses them back. After patting out the small blue flames on his mustache Mav tilts his chair back on 2 legs, pours another shot and waits to see what is going on in the bar and for a barmaid to pinch.
Mav
