Doghead's Cosmic Bar

Tsk, tsk. Silly man creatures.

You don't go up and talk to ALL the ladies as a collective, like you were God's gift or something. You pick ONE and really notice her.

(Just don't pick me, ok? I've got a beer and Jager shot I'd like to kill in peace.)

*stumbles in, looks confused*
Whence comes this? Where is the play?

*clears his throat*

"Marry, this is miching mallecho; it means mischief."

*powers up laser and keeps an eye out for Della*

mmmm beer

Ohh harsh but fair! But give him some slack my bro is a bloke afterall! A brain and a wang and only enough blood to run one at a time LOL!

I guess the mud-wrestling's over... anyone up for a game of darts?

Ok LOL

*walks in and steps into a dart*
Well, could've veen worse...

*steps on a dart, pierces foot*
Well, it is worse now...

Dude (throws a dart and hits clarjon1's other foot) sorry buddy. hear have a peanut!

...or we could just, uh, drink some more instead.