The three all took turns walking into the gay bar, and out again.
They felt as if they had accomplished a little.
But being homophobic is no joke.
But at least they tried.
It wasn't as if they disliked gay people, oh no!
They were truly scared.
Fancy that!
Feeling somewhat satisfied the three walked together to another bar.
This bar was a bar frequented by lawyers and such-like.
Again they all took turns walking in, and out again.
It was difficult on account of their Shysterphobia,
a fear of lawyers that is.
But you can't knock them for trying can you?
The three tried as they always do, sometimes they get results,
sometimes not.
Some say they have a fear of bars! Ignorance!
Tomorrow they will go to the beach, and lie on the golden sand,
and relax.
They will look up at the sky blue and forget everything around them.
Even forget each other. Just let the sand flow between their toes.
Listen to the waves crash and the seagulls cries.
Peter, Olaf, and Minka.

Elder Crates
Meatpie Williams
Hundred Stuns
Necktie Vader
Gaudy Five-ace
Stunning Arthur
Nice Gantry
Jammy Nougat
Lobe Forceps
Mindy Patts
Side Comprehensible
Fun Tarte
Holo Peter!
Andies Andes
Optholon Cad
Biter Hoops
Theta Veins

I have had a few hankerings lately.
Horror movies is one.
Lemon lime drinks is another.
Funny word that, hankering.
Thumbs up!

How be thyne self todat Art Stainly?
Good'st! And thyne self Pooter Rackers?
Fine and dandy!
Let us make haste then!
Yes, let's!!
What ho and sally forth and such like!

And so they did.

Goodnight Barnacles!
Goodnight Trobadour!
May the light wake you up in the morn'!
May the fairies carry your dreams away!
Night everybody!

We begin this scene on Lichfield Street as Praecox Williams and Thard Numbles greet each other after a long absence...

'Praecox! Praecox Williams! Of a longing time it is thyne self I do see!'
'Thard Numbles, to hear thyne voice this moment is to hear a golden sunrise!' bellowed Thard.
After a jolly handshake the banterings continued...
'And what of thyne lovely bairdess, Every Gaines?' asked Thard.
'Ahh, she be of hightened spirits and full of life's bounty. Hark! How be Olaf, Gunders, and Kimi. Be themst well?'
'All be of wellness that springs eternal from the hearts of the kinder' beamed Thard.
'Walk this way please my chum as I be on my path to 'Andrid's Java Sofa room', join me if you will for a natter...the jolly party will be there of course'
'Delights! How can I refuse your most kind invitation?! Thinkst me not can!'
'It is settled then! Let us continue the joyful banter on'st our way!' said Praecox with a skip in his step.