One day Gir and his friends were sitting quietly by my TV...
when they got bored and ventured down to look at a stack of beer cans that had mysteriously sprung up over a long weekend.
They were immediately accosted by Dmitri Shostakovich who, as usual, was looking for a group of cool people to latch onto. "Vill you be my friends?" He asked sadly, "I have none of my own.."
"No!" They cried, "Go away Stinkovich! No one likes Chamber Music anymore!" And with that poor Dmitri went off to commit suicide.
"Goodbye cruel woooooorlllld! Ouch! I'm not dead, but dat hurt quite a bit! Oy Gevalt!"
Then the moose came down from by the TV as well and he brought waffles! "Can I be your friend?" He asked in his little moosey voice, "I only like the rockinist of rock music!"
"Of course!" They all shouted and proceeded to chow down with many hearty noms and rock out with much head banging.