Brian the Wise did popeth His head out and whisper unto the Centaur "Say it louder, thy other Gods did not hearken to thy words for they art sleeping off thy boozy night!" And he disappeared again.

'BRIAN THE WISE, BRIAN THE WISE! THEE HATH GATHERED TOGETHER THY BRAVE KNIGHTS OF THE SQUARE FIREPLACE AND THEY ART READY TO MARCHETH UNTO HELL FOR THY HEAVENLY CAUSE, TO SEEKETH AND RETURNETH OF THY HOLY GOBLET!" yelled the Centaur until he weret a little hoarse.

"WHO DARETH TO MAKETH SUCH A RACKET OUT THERE WHEN THY HOLY NAMETH DO HURT?" demanded Roger the Divine, for His Holy Nameth did thusly hurt.

'TIS I, CENTAUR, ASSEMBLER OF THE KNIGHTS OF THE SQUARE FIREPLACE!" croaked the Centaur, who felteth the need of some Soothers.

"WELL SHUTTETH UP!" roared the Lord God Freddie, "FOR WE ART SLUMBERINGETH!"

"GETTETH UP THEE, NOW, THOU LAZY GODS, HOW DARETH THEE TO RAINETH ON THY PARADE!" screamed Brian the Wise, " THOU BRAVE KNIGHTS ART ASSEMBLED OUTSIDE, READY TO TAKETH THY HOLY QUEST AND THEE ART TO MAKETH MUCH ADO AND POMP AND GLORY AND THEE SHALLETH BEAR WITNESS UNTO IT OR THEE SHALL TELLETH MOTHER WHAT THOU HATH BEEN DOING!"

And the Gods did thusly draggeth themselves out of thy cots reluctantly to watcheth the ceremony, lest Mother findeth out that they hath been on the pisseth again.