Doghead's Cosmic Bar

Well, there is billy the hamster.. he could use some evolution

I could squeeze in there. But I'm weird enough already!

I could get in there but I am already evolved. [As I fly around the bar at mack 1]

Do you think it could help me with my depression?

I don't need evolving cause I am already the buffest, sexiest stud in the bar.

Well, you mean besides me! I'm a sexy beast, don't forget.

I think we need a devolution chamber in here to reduce the size of those egos a jot or two.

I seem to remember spending a good bit of high school in a Devolution chamber. Emerged as a spud boy, looking for his real tomato.

The secret to finding your real tomato is to look within yourself. Somewhere deep down within us all there is a disgarded, rotting tomato that we threw away. But if you search hard enough you may find that within the rot there lie the seeds that can germinate into the tomato plant that will sustain us through the many summers of splendour and winters of discontent no matter how many aphids tell you you're wrong, no matter how many times we are threatened by over exuberant weed whackers selling insurance and well meaning amateur gardeners, through droughts of the soul and floods of tears and when we are . . . excuse me

*hits self over the back of the head with shovel*

Sorry, got stuck so far inside the metaphor I couldn't quite see my way out. I think I need another drink.

Yeah, I think so too. Your drink is on me.

I don't know about you, but I wouldn't drink that off of Shady. You don't know where he's been. Put it in a glass.

On you? So sorry, let me get you a towel. And by way of apology, you next drink is on me . . . Hmm this could go round a few times.