Roger the Divine, John the Mysterious and the Lord God Freddie were thusly well pleased with their epic production and did gloateth and boasteth!

"Harken to thy words, fellow Gods" declared Roger the Divine "Advertise across all the Lands upon the Earth, shall We, of this great show! Billboards shall We erecteth to proclaim Our greatness!"

"Darlingeth" cried the Lord God Freddie joyously, "That art a great and wondrous idea!"

"Where foreart Brian the Wise?" asked John the Mysterious, mildly concerned.

"Oh, he art sulking atop the Croweth Nest" dismissed Roger the Divine "Leaveth Him be."

Jim the Beach did approacheth the Gods later that night with a message pigeoned from the Holy Mother.

Scribed upon it weret the words:

Thou boys stop that flashing of thy Holy Instruments at once! Thou art upsetting thy Brethen! If thou doest not as thou art told, thou willest incur the wrath of thy spooneth of wood!

"Howeth on Earth doest she knowest of such things!" screamed the Lord God Freddie, incredulously.

"BRIAN THE WISE HATH DOBBETH ON US" shrieked Roger the Divine!

"Fear not!" interrupteth Jim the Beach "For yea did I seeth Brian the Wise sendething off a pigeon to Mother in haste and wrathfulness, Behold! Thee doeth hath another plan!"

And he coaxeth Brian the Wise unto the room and did maketh of the other Gods to sayeth sorry. They did scuffeth their feet and looketh upon the floor but did sayeth sorry to Brian the Wise.

"Pray let thee tell thou of thy plan" announced Jim the Beach with much twinkling in his eyes.

"Great this show art, and it's tale doth belong unto the multitudes for knoweth not properly, do they, of the fabulousness of Thy Gods. And thereforeart, thou shouldest teacheth thou most loyal Queeblers the way of the Queeble and should thusly send them out to teacheth Thy Holy Word!"

"That art a great and wondrous idea Jim the Beach" sayeth Brian the Wise "But thee canst condone teachething young Queeblers to flasheth of thou instruments! Beforeth thee knoweth it, the Earth wilst be fulleth of flashething and begatting as in the year of 39! Thee will rescribeth the scripteth!"

"Tosser!" spat Ben of Eltonia and did sulketh.

"That art lame" hisseth the Lord God Freddie.

"Yea, though it art fairy floss" decreed Roger the Divine

"Remember what Mother spake" sayeth John the Mysterious and the Gods did remember the wrath of the Holy Mother and did leteth Brian the Wise hath his way.

"Ben of Eltonia, thou may helpest thee with thy new scribings!" stated Brian the Wise "And do foreart pigeon De Niro the Robert and telleth him that he art paying for all this!"

And it was so.