[Power Man]

I don’t think we have to worry about dogscoff. Right now he thinks he is “Hot Stuff”. But like that earlier dancing baby on the internet he will get old very fast. The first 2 AM cry for “Breast milk” followed by a 2:30 AM cry for a new nappy will end even the Cute Quint’s infatuation with the little Brat.

As much as I would enjoy a good testosterone driven attack , launching such an attack on a group of little babies, even though one hit me with his rattle, is just too much.
Lets try this instead.

Seeing that the little Brat is about to be eaten by the fat bastard clone from austin powers
Power Man exclaims “OH God, don’t kill the baby !!”

At that the sky is darkened, a beam of light splits the tent.
A booming voice is heard “OK. I WILL SAVE THE LITTLE BRAT.”
A small nun with a very large hat flies in and grabs dogscoff from the clone.
She takes little dogscoff and flies up into the sky.
The beam of light snaps off, the tent is un-split and a hush falls over the cantina.
Dogscoffs little friends forget all about him and go out to play with the toy cantina. They make mud pies in the fountain. (That poor fountain)

The bunch of overweight yodelling leiderhosen clad Belgians see the Anna K clones and start wanting one each for them selves.

dogscoff finds himself in the custody of the orphanage of the Little Sisters of Devine Intervention. There he can coo and cry all he wants. The nuns there (cute or ugly who can tell in those habits) will give him all of the milk (cow) and nappies (cloth) he needs. Why there is even room there for all of his little friends. There doscoff will learn how to be “Good Little Boy” and never bother anyone again.

Have a Good Life little dogscoff. Remember “He is with you, Always”.
Also Remember When one prays He always listens. It is just that He doesn’t always Answer.

And you DG, stop being so antagonistic. Chill out. Why don’t you go Paint a Fence. ( I have one that needs painting.)