Roger the Divine, John the Mysterious did standeth upon the front porch and waveth farewell unto Brian the Wise who didst trek off upon His camel unto the desert in search of solitude and an epiphany.

"Thank Heavens He's buggered off" sayeth Roger the Divine, "Now We can get pissedeth!"

"Yea!" sayeth John the Mysterious.

"What shalt We haveth to drink?" asketh The Lord God Freddie, "Thee couldst do with a cocktail!"

The Gods set about getting pleasantly pissed and began to wonder what Brian the Wise did get up to in the desert.

"Wouldst He sleep near a farting camel? pondereth John the Mysterious.

"Nay!" sayeth The Lord God Freddie, "He doeth not like camel farts"

"How doth Thee know?" laugheth Roger the Divine, whipping up another round of Bloody Marys, "How else doth He produce those Orbs? Maybe-eth it art just camel farts!"

"Oooooooohhhh -eth!" sayeth The Lord God Freddie, "Thou art wicked! Brian the Wise wouldst haveth a fit to hearken unto Thou words!"

"Where doth He sleep when He art out in the desert? asketh John the Mysterious, "Lo! He doth ne'er strike Thee as a happy camper!"

"Nay, that He doth not!" sayeth Roger the Divine.

"Nay, He art not as camp as a row of tents" sayeth The Lord God Freddie.

"Nay, but He art a big fusspot. Thee canst imagine Him sleeping under the stars. Where wouldst He bathe and fluffeth over His poodle perm? howled Roger the Divine in fits of laughter.

"Maybe He hath a secret hideaway out in the desert" sayeth John the Mysterious.

"Really? Doth Thou thinketh so?" asketh Roger the Divine.

"Thee knoweth not" sayeth John the Mysterious, "But it wouldst be interesting to find-eth out!"

"Yea!" sayeth The Lord God Freddie, "We shouldst thusly go-eth thither yonder unto the desert and spy-eth on Brian the Wise!"

"Pack-eth the Vodka!" sayeth Roger the Divine.

"But how willst We get-eth there?" wondered The Lord God Freddie.

"There art only but one way-eth," sayeth John the Mysterious, who wert verily good at solving problems, "We shalt buy Thineselves a camel."

"Lo! What a verily good idea-eth!" sayeth Roger the Divine, "Thee wanteth one with two verily big humps!"

"Oh-eth!" sayeth The Lord God Freddie "Thee knoweth nowt about camels."

"Then a-shopping We shalt go-eth" sayeth John the Mysterious and He led the Gods downtown unto the Camel Store.