[primitive]

primitive enters the cantina together with his 2 gigantic Kylie clones after a long day of bullying milk-money from kids.
Looking like his old brutish self, except that his new arm and leg has a pinkish color, instead of his custumary gritty tan.

He sees a beautiful ( Egyptian ? Elfish ?) lady at the bar and walk over to her while the 2 gigantic Kylie-clones walks over to RDs table.

" Eeh lady."
" Yes." The stunning beauty looks coldly at the Barbarian.
" I hear you are interested in some protection."
" Maybe."
" Well, for just a tiny fee of a few thousand minerals a month, I can almost certainly guarantee that You will not experience what Mr. Deathstar is experiencing right now."

Over at RDs table, the 2 gigantic Kylie's are handeling out huge amounts of cartoon violence. Setting RD on fire, beating RD with with gigantic hammers, putting RD's fingers in the electrical outlet, and so on.

" But why are they doing that," asks the lady" Isn't RD their creator."
" He is, " answers the brute." But RD played a very cruel joke on them.
It's those golden hot-pants you see. They don't come off. When RD resized Kylie he also made the hot-pants an integrated part of the Kylie's bodies, and now they are terribly constipated."

"And you ?" The gorgeous lady ask the barbarian.
" I have to admit I was disappointed Last night, but the future is looking brighter by the minute."
primitive inces himself closer to the lady.
" Can I buy you a drink ?"

Meanwhile at RDs table.
His body caught in a gigantic mousetrap, and with smaller mousetraps on all his smaller appendixes, RD finally gives up and promises to fix the hot-pants problem free of charge.