"My drum stool weret a bit hot! What happenedeth back there?" inquired Roger the Divine.

"Lo! Thee thoughteth Thee hearkened an explosion?" asked John the Mysterious.

"Nay, it weret nothing! Sir Cliffus weret not paying attention to his assignedeth duties and he weret slightly electrocuted, that art all. Lo! Tis but second degree burns, he willeth be allowed home in 8 months and already he caneth drink througheth a straw!" explaineth Brian the Wise.

"Sir Cliffeth blew up?" spaketh The Lord God Freddie incredulously.

"Thou art in biggus trouble if Thou hath affected his eternally youthful boyish good looks!" sayeth Roger the Divine.

"Oh, verily well then." sayeth The Lord God Freddie.

"Hangeth on!" sayeth Roger the Divine, "Sir Cliffeth doeth not begat!'

"Well-eth! He couldst if he wantedeth to, and that art that!" sayeth Brian the Wise.

"Who wouldst not want to?" asketh Roger the Divine shakething His pretty head.

"Sir Cliffus must begat! Everyone begats!" declared The Lord God Freddie, "Thee waketh up each morn and scratcheth Thy head and wonders whoest Thee willst begat today!"

"Let Us go-eth to the pub!" sayeth John the Mysterious.

"Verily good idea!" agreed Roger the Divine.

"Ah, Thee could do-eth with a drink, wherest shalt We go-eth? The Frog and Blender? The Whales Liver? The Ducks Posterior?" asketh The Lord God Freddie.

"The Whales Liver!" declareth Roger the Divine, "Cometh along Brian the Wise, it art time to celebrateth!"

"Celebrateth what?" asked Brian the Wise.

"The success of the Opening Ceremony and the fact-eth that Sir Cliffus shalt live to see-eth another day!" sayeth Roger the Divine.

"Oh, cometh along Brian the Wise, do-eth not be-eth such a biggus skirt! Thou art always complainingeth. Thou needeth to chill-eth out for once. Thee art too uptight-eth!" sayeth The Lord God Freddie.

"Oh, verily well, Thee shalt cometh along to the pub. But Thee art not drinking at the Whales Liver! That art a horrible name. We shalt go-eth unto the Ducks Posterior!" sayeth Brian the Wise.

"The Ducks Arse it is then" sayeth Roger the Divine. And off they went-eth.