Doghead's Cosmic Bar

And I was talking about Granny Weatherwax I though... Erm... You meant...

I don't hold with hugs. and I don't hold with stories neither. Someone get me one of them foreign herbal drinks.

Ever wish birds would just say how to get their rawks off?

*rawk*

*shorts out*

*finds a cockroach labelled 'eat me'; eats cockroach*
Whoooahh... That tasted... Hey! Why's the room shrinking??!??

*rides giant Sonora*

I feel like one of those white robot guys in that Star Wars movie... Are you a dewback now?

I dunno, but I'm about to go right through the rafters!

A robot may eat of a cockroach that hath eaten of a worm that hath eaten of a king...

*climbs broken rafters*
Hey! This is fun!

Okay, quick! There's got to be a bottle labelled 'drink me' somewhere around here!
*notices that the people, bots, and things are getting closer and closer to the relative size of beetles...*

Yee-haw!