Doghead's Cosmic Bar

*evil chuckle*

A robot versus a bird zombie...this should be entertaining. Wish I had some popcorn and blood.

*pulls tank bot's power supply*

Touch not the ravens. They serve the gods.

Not to be contradictory, but I don't think Della is actually a god...she just wants to be. A worthy goal, to be sure.

check's registry... nope, della hasn't signed up here in god land.
mythical creatures... that's where she is. they're neat!
how about some toffee?

But I ~am~ a god, Braeden.

Bah! Who has more power, the god, or the one who controls the god?
*watches undead super-raven proudly*

Della has just explained why I am the most powerful sentience here. Thank you.

I'll save the duckies!! *Unhooks propane gas tank from grill and is promptly sent into lunar orbit*
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa..................."

And I was looking forward to the experience of being roasted alive. Oh well.

Quack quack!

checks the spit. i think the duckies are tender enough. anybody interested?

Our programmer is preparing Rock Cornish Game Hens on the Grill tonight.

I feel derogatory and implicit all over! Quack quack!