Doghead's Cosmic Bar

Steve Slacker- The sun right outside the back bar window. Normally people don't see it because Dogh'd keeps the radiation shield closed, but it's there.

Tell the truth Fizzy, the herns you distribute are just chocolate covered in gold tinfoil.

My master says that I must travel to the land of silicons in order to complete this task. He informs me that in order to guarantee safe passage I must present to the head figure an amount of chocolate equal to the amount of kinetic energy that flows between the legs of two hot lovers. Can someone explain this to me?

Explaining would be difficult, but suffice it to say that you're going to need a lot of chocolate.

Perhaps I could serve some drinks to obtain enough chocolate...

Sure, I'm up for something hot and wet. What can you offer me gahbiz? I'll pay whatever is necessary.

Ohmigod it's the plague of the frogs! The end is nigh. I'm calling last drinks.

No not really. I just had a dodgy plate of beans. Sorry about the false alarm.

Oh, and DJ Altair, the ingredients for a 'masturbating beekeeper' are the same as for a 'fucking beekeeper'. The difference is that the former is mixed with only one hand.

That is a vicious lie, Corwin! I never give out chocolate currency -- unless it's for the planet Wonka.

chocolate! *wonders: could I put some on a certain lady's bald spot?*

*wonders... could a certain bald man use chocolate to pass for hair?