Doghead's Cosmic Bar

Fitzgerald is delusional because of his tentacle disorder. That is the only reason I put up with him instead of handing him over to The Serpent. I hear his heathen and/or pagan prayers and just act as if they were directed to Me. That is to say, I generally ignore them.

*leaps onto the Great I Am's face and starts tugging*

C'mon... I know it's just a mask, just like in Scooby Doo... WHY WON'T THE MASK COME OFF?!??!!!?

Ahem. I have never even met Cthulhu, and if I did I would ask for his autograph.

Sonora : "WHY WON'T THE MASK COME OFF?!??!!!?"

I donno. *Hides super glue*

*shakes his head* An autograph, Fitzgerald? Before or after Cthulhu rips our dear city to shreds?

Thou shalt keep thy hands off My face, Sonora, or else I will re-introduce males to thy species.

Uh-huh... sure...

*leaps down and starts hunting for some primacord*

Don't do it, Sonora! You don't like boys!

*flicks tongue* Don't see much of a threat, really, as I don't have hands. Anyways, what kind of a bar doesn't have primacord on tap? *mutters*

Paws, extra feet, whatever. You're the sassiest 9" thing I ever knew. Sometimes, and I know in your world this might be difficult to understand, but sometimes, size does matter. I just don't wanna see you get hurt is all.

Fizzy ate the all primacord, thinking it pasghetti. Wouldn't you rather have some nice chocolate covered scorpions?

I think I will have the double on the rocks.