Bar Fight! *throws beer mug*

I ban all Ducks from the bar.But later get complaints from animal rights activists,I now have to have a duck on the premise at all times.

I start reading the minds of people. I see jampa actually enjoying the transvestitites swinging their penises over his body. Cozdude is thinking about leprechauns in a cage playing with dictionaries. Vompatti thinks about lying in bed with Winona Ryder and Tin Of Hurri Curri is thinking about tasering Blowin Free. Ow... and David Bowie is thinking about his fear for spiders, whether they're from Mars or not.

I tap a beer from the bar. Isn't that what a bar is there for in the first place?

Oh well, alright, I taser Blowin Free also. It's fun after all. I have a hard helmet so floydispink cannot reach my mind.

Keep away from my mini - moogs and most certainly my trons as well!

Leprechauns and ducks, bite floydispink!

I  use a beer can now to cover my head. After I drank the beer, of course.

I turn to David Bowie, and ask him why he never turned to real prog, and why he didn't dress up more radically like Peter Gabriel.

I say to David that it has all been one big setup. The maffia, punk, disco, Phil Collins going solo, rap, house, R&B, the Dutch team not winning the soccer finals of the World Cup in 1974 and 1978. Complot theory!

I remind picard we need ducks in the bar due to equal rights

I kill the ducks, and laugh as FiP cries!

El Dingo re-enters the bar and thinks the quacking ducks are actually Jon Anderson singing. A horrified Bowie, thinking Joel is the leader of the Ducks, nukes him with a V-2 Schneider and a TVC15.

but being a straight vampire in a (basically) straight bar he declines to bite Jon Anderson's neck and instead does the world a favour by severing his vocal chords with a meat cleaver while Bowie histrionically sings Lady Grinning Soul