Doghead's Cosmic Bar

At the rishk of inshiteing a riot.....
I'll have a Nutty Irishman. No, make that an Irish Car Bomb.

Hey, I jusht noticed sumpm. When was the lasht time we ordered food?

Waiter! bring this lady 4 Credits worth of your very best food. And a side of slaw. And a dill pickle. And fries. And Novarian borscht. And a crunchy frog. And whatever she wants.

I'll have three! Anything for you, kermie?

"I'm a frog, I don't do French!" classic

*runs to door to lock out the twins that are shooting*

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?