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>Sing!
You take a deep breath
"YANKEE DOODLE! Take a look at my NOODLE!-"
"That'snotyankeedoodle!" The squirrel protests
"But it was in a high pitch!" you point out "After all, the barkeep is screaming that the drinking glasses are going on our bill"
The squirrel glances you a dirty look and slides the pot of 1130 FQBucks your way. Sweet.
The Raccoon and Coyote spring from their table and advance on Darryl to rearrange his face. The other squirrels, forgetting their game, jump up to back Darryl. Robert pulls out a rag and starts polishing a set of brass knuckles. Hotshoe sneaks behind the bar and downs a bottle of some unknown liquor. Peter sees what is happening and sets the piano to play by honkytonk before running to hide in a corner.
Eep. Stars are going to fly.
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