Bar Fight! *throws beer mug*

*covers testicles with frying pan and urinates on progkid's shoes*

*laughs maniacally at progkid when he finds out that Winona had seen it coming and hidden small knives in some of her orifices*

WHYYYYYY???!!! WHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY???????!!!!!!!!!!!! 

*Stabs progkid with a fork and looks at Winona sorrowfully*

When Winona sees what kind of an evil man progkid is, she uses her divine powers and fills progkid's nostrils with cockroaches.

*Is dead due to lack of brainage*

I use my esoteric knowledge to change the polarity of my body so that Joel's corpse is magnetically drawn away from it and towards floydispink.

I forgive semeone else for accidently bashing me, and I won't harm him on his way out. 

I avoid Vompatti's lightning by moving two steps to the right. Then I ask Vompatti "why do you say I am a big liar?". 

I have acquired my fire breath skill long ago, Vompatti!

As the bar piano player, I realize it's time to play a tune which fits the mood nicely: "Saturday Night's Alright For Fighting", from Elton John. 

I'm quite relaxed, because next to me there's a sign that says: "Don't Shoot Me; I'm Only The Piano Player". I know one thing for sure from prog bars: proggers can be aggressive, but at least they can read and they never want to turn off the music.

I start to worry a bit though: is Elton John prog enough? I decide to make use of some tempo changes, just to be sure.