The Grand Cooperative (Round One: Waiting Room Bar & Grill)

The bartender doesn't hand Porky a beer, and Mediacraci and whoever don't do that thing. Because they are dead. I flexed them to death. I mean Gatr flexed them to death. Everybody's dead!

You can continue to admire my pecs though. Look at them glisten.

Okay, Mediacraci can drink their honey thing. Gatr is the bartender now, and he turns around, flexing his back muscles. Mediacraci is awed.

Porky is too!