Doghead's Cosmic Bar

*buys a house round of electric lemonade*

Shady, since the Egyptian civilization was flourishing more than 5000 years ago, I think we can forego checking Skemet's ID. It's not polite to ask a lady her age in any case.

Simulo, when you're ready to get that burnt off paint job redone I know a guy. Might I recommend a nice shade of lavender?

And finally, since no one else seems to want to do anything else but stare at the flaming bartender . . .

*Heads to kitchen and grabs fire blanket, returns and wraps Dogh'd up in same.*

Now that the bartender is no longer flaming, Dogh'd, might I trouble you for a glass of today's special; A Flaming Bartender? It's a bit like a Flaming Bathtowel only with a little more squid ink.

Oh and thanks for the electric lemonade Siseneg. Very tangy. Packs a lot of zing.

I started my car with it!

Thank,Julie
I think I'll get one of those for Isis.
*where ever she is*
Shady, and there is no reason to ID her she's been around longer then me.

Thank ya Corwin. Luckily, while my robosentient skin can burn, it doesnt suffer any from doing so.

*brushes off the dust*

Here's your Flaming Bartender. *slides glass down counter*

Now if we can just get the Flaming Lips in here, we'll have a party!

Shh... I'm trying to study for my electric kool-aid acid test.

'xcuse me, while i kiss the sky.

Mmm, you can really taste the squid ink.

Thank for the drink I needed it.

Guys, I think I just saw the Electric Landlady walk by...

*Hands her his rent check and shorts out*