[Growltigger]

Barry roars with rage, Growltigga borrows Primitive's rusty (yet pointy) spear, climbs on board Barry and blows his hunting horn, the Byzantine killer horde of killer mongooses (refreshed yet moddy after a night with the "girls") marshalls up behind GT, the FBW's grab frying pans and take their places, Lisa Kudrow tunes into reality long enough to get a set of nutcrackers, the Goombay Danceband (clutching bits of wood with 6 inch nails driven through them) form up, along with a screaming horde of very angry Bedouin and Berber camel riders, waving scimitars and screaming revenge for the bread orientated assualt on their freind, Abdul.... 1500 micro ninja shrimp swarm in on the flanks....

Growltigga directs Barry to stand over the cowering mlmbd. "Listen short stuff, Primitive showed elan and esprit de corps when pursued by the hunt, he was verily rewarded for such pluckiness (and also cos you have to be nice to Norwegians cos no-one else is)... you, on the other hand, are a nasty little north american who claims me and El Scoffo are getting old..... you have a ten second head start and this time, it is personal"

TALLLLLYYYYYYY HHHOOOOOOOO