One thing that is very immoral and wrong is being kept out of karaoke night at the Houpeton Arms. Seems the Leadhills Shoppe counterman, Mr. Stupidhead, has been spreading tales about me. Now the lads and lasses are being deprived of hearing my resonant voice singing "I Will Survive".
Well, if Mr. Stupidhead is going to treat me like a rat, I'll act like a rat. Tomorrow I can be found at the Leadhills Shoppe, gnawing on their cheese. WHO MOVED YOUR CHEESE NOW, BIG GUY?
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