Doghead's Cosmic Bar

*comes in dancing, dancing, dancing*
*spins Paint Patricia*
*dips Skysaw*
*hugs Doly*
*ALmost tackle hugs Professor, then remembers he might get squished
*takes Fizzy by tentacles and does a little merengue*
*blows kisses to fab lad*

So many wonderful creations to dance with. And I've just barely gotten started! Who's next?

HEY, waitaminute......bagpipes?
Oh well, it could be worse. NotKirby invited me to do the Hustle.

Order whatever you like, folks! It's celebration time!

Hey nothing for Me or Steve or DJ or Turing

Hey, Scotland the Brave is victory music on any planet.

You're next, Shademeister.
*holds out hands*
Waltz perhaps? Or would you prefer something else?

And how could I forget the unforgettable Ladydyke?

Yes, Bryan, Turing's Dad, DJ, Karisma, Steve, I will surely dance with you--one at a time. And of course Dogh'd himself.

Let's see, there's someone else, isn't there? Come on over here, it's been such a long time, my dear!

Major Congrats to you, God Louise! Great to see that you still remember all us little people now that you up there! Of course I must know, has success changed your life? More importantly, who's gonna get to be the President of your fan club?

All in good time, child, all in good time. After today's hanging chad thing or whatever it was, I don't even want to think about presidents of any sort. Let's put all that behind us.

DJ Altair, keep that sweet music coming!

How about a polka?

Sure, man, polka it is!

Is your mortal friend going to come in and take any credit for successfully lifting her God up and over the shoulders of the rest of the deities in the firement? She too needs a celebration for her hard work, though we realise that the eternal glory is all yours.

Oh, and please excuse my lack of pants, they were just stolen by Onyx of Borg, who took them in place of my wallet.
I'm sure all of you don't mind if I hang free during the party...

Your pants have been assimilated. *BURP*

Were they tasty?