[Growltigga]

Gryphin, saw the misspelling but felt too ashamed on your behalf to mention it. Whatever I stepped in whilst watching orang utangs, macaques, proboscis monkeys and gibbons didn't look as silly as you.

Raging Deadstar, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU, HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR RD, HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.....

Growltigga pushes the special red button kept behind the bar for just such circumstances, a steel mesh net falls down from the ceiling on RD, as he struggles under the net, a taser is shot into his happy sacks and 10,000 volts put through it to, ahem, subdue him, the net is hauled up into and through the ceiling of the cantina by a very large hoist operated by Barry. Barry then sets the crane on fast-rotate mode and watches in glee as RD spins round and round and round on the end of the cable randomly hitting any mountains, walls, buildings or obstructions in the way.

That is what is called the bumps in England.

When RD is let loose and is quietly vomiting on the ground, all the regulars of the cantina are given a hard wooden or metal implement of their choice and are allowed to whallop RD in the wobbely dangely bits for half and hour

Finally, bruised, battered but strangely happy, RD is given a large cake, as he blows out the candles, a large Tiger springs out of it and bites him very hard on the bottom before running off.

"Ah" thinks GT, "I wondered where cousin Maurice got to"