[Growltigger]

Au contraire Mr Primitive, Growltigga has always been one to strip down to the spandex leotard, don large furry moustache and sing "We will Rock You" with the best of them....

Using Brian May as a battering ram, Growltigga and the Freddie Mercury clones escape from Primitive's locked room, they charge into the cantina and grab the musclebound Fairy Boy from the Fjords.

He carry him upstairs to the "other" locked room and chuck him in. Freddie Mercury clones attach chains and padlocks to the door and arc weld it shut.

Primitive looks up, standing in front of him are about a dozen Jimmy Somerville clones, 4 Dana International clones, a few Will Young clones and a couple of Marc Almond clones, all clutching muscle rub and drooling at Primitive's physique

The screams can be heard in the next galaxy