<Puts hand between eyes>Nyuk Nyuk Nyuk
Slaps Harborwolf with left hand, then with right, then makes him follow his hand side to side, and up and down before hitting him atop his head.
Now pick up that shovel and finish digging that hole!
I don’t like where this is headed.
<Turns to resume digging and smacks Askia upside the head with the shovel>
Hey Moe! Why am I digging a hole in a saloon anyways?
Seriously dude. Where’s the Swap story? 
Ah, shaddap.
(It’s approximately 120 miles away on my home computer. Now, hush.)
Crawls out from under jukebox clutching a stack of old 45’s. Bites jagged chunks out of I Will Survive and The First Cut Is The Deepest to form crude shuriken, and hurls them underhand at Askia, pinning him to the bar. Whok-thunk! Whok-thunk! Seizes a jar of pickled eggs from the bar, and crowns him with it. Splunk! Bites chunks off Dirty Deeds Done Dirt Cheap and Whip It, and glares vengefully around for KCSuze.
< Bosda walks in, wearing saffron-colored Gi >
My children! Re-achieve harmony! Restore the Cosmic All!
My teachings in Tai Kwan Leep are meant to be used for self-defence only!
…
Ah.
What the hey.
BOOT TO THE HEAD!
*waits for the right moment, then falls backwards, kicking the charging *Sierra Indigo ** over him and sending her flying into Bosda
Maybe I should have remembered all the broken glass…Owie owie ow.
Who lands his Boot To The Head right in Sierra’s face.
Sierra flies through the air, & lands on Revenant Threshold, impaling him on broken glass.
< Bosda bows > You are privaleged to learn so much of the wisdom of Tai Kwan Leep so soon, my children.
I would return the favour, and show you the prowess of Run Lak Fek, but sadly I find myself unable gestures to Sierra, broken glass in spine
I understand, my son.
Tell me: do you wish to attain Cosmic Oneness, & freedom from material limitations?
<turns to follow Sierras flying body and smacks Bosda upside the head with the shovel>
Your Tai Kwan Leep is no match for my Kir Li.
You are holding the shovel incorrectly, my son.
Let me show you…<accepts shovel, bisects Harborwolf with shovel>
This, my son, is a Soviet Spetnatz shovel, and has a cutting edge, as you just learned.
< Procedes to bury Harborwolf’s remains with shovel>
(While everyone else is distracted, goes around, picks up objects that would make useful weapons, and adjusts the furniture around his corner so that no one could attack him easily.)
It’s just a flesh wound.
<Runs in and destroys Quinn’s furniture-bunker with a fire extinguisher, then turns and sprays Bosda and RevThresh for talking rubbish, before hurling peanuts at everyone else in the room>
Have at you! Who’s your daddy now?!
< saunters in carrying a phaser set to wide beam high stun >
ZZAPP
Well, I’d say that quieted things down a bit. We could hear you guys all the way over in Cafe Society, y’know.
That’d be where I got the phaser, in case you were wondering.
Please! Your puny phaser cannot stand up to my mighty, yet practical, bat’leth! Arrghaghahgh! impales Spatial Rift
<looks up from her magazine>
What? I’m on break.
<has in the meantime been beaten to a pulp by a Kythera in Full Crazed Fighting Mode[sup]TM[/sup], and remains a fashionably unconscious heap in KCSuze’s corner>
Damn right yer on break, KCSuze. Lemme just extend yer break. We’ll start with the fingers. Crack! And the thumbs. Crunch! Broken enough for ya? Let’s see yer turn the pages of yer girly magazine now. Har, har!