
You pull under the lovely green lights of the Keystone Diner. You go inside and the Dolly-Parton-Wanna-Be-Midget seats you. After consuming about five cups of coffee, an ignorant looking redneck approaches you and takes a seat at you table.

You:
Make an ass out of him until he begins to pester you regarding your blue hair
Jump up on the table and swing from the curtains
