Uh, oh! The terrier picks up a Black and Decker weapon of choice from a toolbox and starts back toward the jello pit humming "Drill Ye Terriers, Drill"......

Does anybody even know the plural of "Mongoose"?....

The birds have stopped singing when they find out they're not getting paid. They walk off to a corner to huddle and talk and plot their revenge, singing "Union Mynah's Stand Together". Some drunken Old Left fool, thinking it's all part of the act, calls out a request for "The Internationale" but is ignored......

Not likibg it that the music has stopped and since one of the back doors of the Tavern, as used in past years, leads to a bright sunny beach. Ethel Myrrhmaid goes out toward the reef to practice some carols with her coral group, while out at the edge, the sponges watch from the porifera, absorbing it all.....

As she goes out, Ma Squid and a number of squidlings reenter the building.....