BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ, who was in the rolling ball of dust and smoke and flying fists and stuff, stuck his head above it, looking around the rest of the tavern, and hearing a tick that the plot would start in 2:35, but BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ was kinda pre-occupied, so he yelled "SPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!", which everyone froze in terror, thinking it was possibly The Tick... but then realizing it was just BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ, the all just picked up a table leg and started beating BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ on the head.
BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ: ow, stopit, hey! that hurts!
*then, the omnipresent drunk kovu (omnipresent = All Present) pulled a chair leg off of THE cherry table, causing Ducky to topple over, beer getting spilled on her essay, causing Ducky to get realley P'ed off in a most unspeakable rage...*
Ducky: GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR... WHY DOSN'T ANYONE LEAVE MY CHERRY TABLE ALONE!?!??!?!?!?!
*Then Ducky grew into this gruesome monster, green, ogress like monster, chasing Kovu to get the cherry table leg back, and causing everyone to flee or hide behind the bar(or in my case, the shop)*
But then, Ducky was heading towards the page of text, planning on ripping the rest of the post off...
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