Doghead's Cosmic Bar

There is but one South. It is not a direction but the destination.

Oh! So's your comin' to my desert! I'll put some scorpions on the fire and dig out some ten year old Saguaro wine!

Southern dragons (south of the Crescent Mountains) Always soften the consonants, both have a tendency to hiss on the "s"es. If you were to go to the South West it would be cuufk dude, in the NW it would be kuucf eh? in the NE it would be Dondering kuucf, get me a beer eh.

Fuck u the clerk u messing with my mind it aint funny STOP

Thank you Bildgesmythe. I don't know if I could ever learn dragon language, so it's a good thing you're bilingual (or more, the more lingual the better).

i swore i would come home to my wife and 2 kids after the war

What part of "don't be messin' wif his iddy-widdy mind" don't you get, Mr. Gangster? An' I am fuckin' hilarious to myself so I ain't worried none. The Clerk is walkin' a fine line between hilarity an' hysterical. I mean, am I a fuckin' hopeline counselor? No. But I ain't got no choice. Goin' on about havin' of late--but wherefore he knows not--lost all his mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and indeed it goes so heavily with his disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory, this most excellent canopy, the air, look you, this brave o'erhanging firmament, this majestical roof fretted with golden fire, why, it appears no other thing to him than a foul and pestilent congregation of vapours. What a piece of work! Jus' ignore him if he's messin' up yer mind. He's messin' wif YER mind? Wha' about me?

"He's gone all Rosie", eh? Better that than all Roxie

OMG, just pass the suds and peanuts, I am not coming our from under the bar.

*drags some bars of soap and a bag of peanuts under the bar* Uh, that was the kind of suds you meant, right? *flicks tongue*

Move yer nutsack, Sonora... I wanna sit down

No, but it really isn't bad..hic hic hic. look at the bubbles