Mac turns to the side, takes out his new Deridium metal pants insert, guarenteed to stop any and all fire poker brand type weapons
, looks over and turns to the Gryphin and the chess board, sure Gryph I'm for a game, But wait a second, Mac then disconnects his colostomy bag which received all of the Gryphins firey concoctions, looks around, locates the GT evil Twin, who is disguised as the beloved old Gt, and lets fly, splat, dripppppp dripp, all down the front of the frizzy felines contour...
Thought you could fool and old fool did ya you varmint, how dare you impersonate the real GT... now everyone will be able to locate and dicipher which one you really are, sniff sniff, sshheeeesh,,
Mac turns back to the chess board, Pawn to K2, Mac orders brewskis for him and the Gryph from one of his Liz Hurl Clones.....
just some ideas Mac