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Definitely toby wrote:

Hey, since the drinks turned me orange, covered in mouths, tentacles, and flippers, what else is gonna happen?

Did something behind the main bar just say "Let's find out"?

Definitely toby wrote:

If I turn into a freaky monster, I'm becoming a minor to major deity at the bar.

We have plenty of freaky monsters roaming about the premises. You'll have to try harder to become a deity, major or minor. Have you thought about starting a cult? That's a really quick way to get yourself declared a deity ... or a target of a tax fraud investigation.

_{Not that I'm speaking from personal experience, at least not while the investigation is still pending.}

Definitely toby wrote:

I want to hear _{praise be.} when I'm mentioned. [quote]

Oh, I'm betting you hear it quite often, whenever you leave a room.

[quote=definitely_toby;47475955]I'm like an unhinged pet cat.

Why would you put hinges on a cat? That would probably annoy the heck out of the cat, and you'd end up hospitalized for stitches.

Definitely toby wrote:

But man, I want something to drink... like spicy v8.

Here you go: one spicy V-8. It's like regular V-8, but I mixed in some of Cheffy's private stock of howling banshee peppers and some oily drippings from the air-conditioner, which is always my go-to spicer-upper. Drink up, before it eats through the glass, the table, the floor, and sinks into the earth's crust to open a singularity hole somewhere near the molten core.