The seedy bodhran player (is there any other kind?) came back from his trip to the bush in the back yard. The stranger asked him "why the hell didn't you just use the can?", and he replied "there is a lady of quite considerable size in there nibbling on a chocolate motorcycle". He pulled out his drum and began playing along with the piano and the out-of-tune guitar. Well...he was playing at the same time that they were, but you couldn't really say he was playing along...

Kat and her brother the biker grunt came on out of the corner where they had been in a VERY close embrace for the past several hours...huummm...lots of things to catch up on....