[Raging Deadstar]

After a terrible injustice Raging Deadstar heads back to the cantina, reverse parking into a space and sighing as he misses the meter, only to be pranged by a Tigg-A PLC Battlecruiser, someone hadn't put on the dam handbrake, thinking of complaining he notices the wave motion guns and decides best not. Baryy The T-Rex stomps up, drops a now shredded wallet and demands a tip! Luckily Raging Deadstar came prepared and opened up the cargo bay of his ship and watched as a line of accountants marched out being "persuaded" by cattle prod weilding crew members. The accountants run for the redneck bar down the road and Barry follows.

"HMMM I'm sure GT won't mind the dinosaur doing property damage to that place, anyway i doubt many lawyers would try and prosecute the t-rex...!"

Well why do we fry puke? Well we feel for poor old puke, i mean walking into a bar and seeing your own body on the floor must be strange. Anyway if all else fails we could stitch that talking geoschmo head to the puke boddy and have a security guard or cleaner that announces the door is ajar every 5 minutes