Doghead's Cosmic Bar

Thanksh Bry guy!

Mebbe frozen mocha latte will help. And some chicken. (No frogs on tiny crutches here.)

Actually, I've changed my order. I'll have a double entendre on the rocks (if you know what I mean)

Dush that meansh itsha quadra tendre. Or Am I seeing doubles?

Either that or we got 'm coming in from the twins' convention. Twin Twi'leks, twin Betazoidsh.....Kirby, quit shtaring! I can't shee past you!

I think we need another plate for my Bry guy. Here, have some chicken fingersh, or the intergalactic equivalent thereof.

chikensh haff phingers?

whie arhh whee talkingk lihke thees?

Shady baby, I hate to tell you this but.....you're DRUNK. That'sh right. I'm referring to the level of blood in yer alcoholstream. Better eat sumpm ok? Make you feel better tomorrow.....

howz boutes sum beeerkakes? Ya kno, flapLabatts. screw flapjacks, whoz Jack n e wayz?

*knocks on door*

Hey, this place isn't closed is it? I can hear you all inside!

:unlocks door:
Come on in, 0001. Whazza bot like to drink anyways?

And Shady....stay AWAY from the flapjacksh.
I betcha Dogh'd's got beer bread for you.

bheer bread? whatsh dat? Whatevers it ish, sounds dam good schtuff

I'm afraid I don't drink, Butterfly. Liquid and circuitry don't mix. But if you'll just point me to the nearest three-prong outlet, I'll plug myself in. I'm in the mood for a little AC.

*slaps down a mickey of XXX bot juice*
Try a shot of that.