Doghead's Cosmic Bar

*huh* whats going on I must have passed out!!!!
Who are all these people?!?!
(Strange)
"the last thing I remember is Ezzer Doing body shots"

*Pops a couple Alprazolam chased with a shot of Rumbel Mint*
Were you just saying something Truth?

If those are .5's, can I have one? Oh yeah, my head...

Julie if you can't find your old Head I'll make you a new and improved one.
*it will be faster and better then before*
(And it won't fall off)
"You'll just have to wait a few years until I get out of School"

Truth--then what are you doing in a bar?

Gee, I feel all guilty for being such a lush...

*remembers he is a fictional robot*

... Nah, I guess it's no big deal.

*dook, dook, dook*

I don't want a taxi to go home. I'm not going anywhere!

*chugs another beer*

Why go home? This place is open 24 hours a day, 7 days a week (or however the days/hours go on this planet's orbit)

I think I'm just gonna move in here. I *hic hic* like it here.

Truth just cares a little too mcuh. She'll get over it. As long as you guys don't die she really doesn't care. She hangs out in the bar to hear about your problems to forget her own. She doesn't drink. Or so she tells me...

I hope you guys do not get this drunk in real life!

I do not exist in real life, Angel. I am a talking robot.