<BzzzzBingZapGargle #Oh Say Can we Drink, to the Dawn's Early# BangHiccup snortle whistle "Its party time, Jim, but not as we know it, not as we know it." whizzpop whizzpop> (Which is, apparently, Marc's doorbell chime).
<A few moment's later>
"Ummm... Anyone know what Marc is at the moment? It's just there's a delivery laddy with, and I quote, A crate of Friday Evenings, Assorted Party Techno-Wizardry and Non-Reality Constrained Liquid Refereshment Components, that are all apparently from the Montsmags Enterprises Party Dysfunction and Election Derigging Division. The laddy wants a signature and $300. Or his choice from the underwear decorating the trees out front (but not the ones the drop bear and his friend the haggis are wearing).
"Come to think of it, does anyone know who long Marc's had a pet drop bear, or what it is trying to do to the haggis?"
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