|Locations||An Illicit Bohemian Party|
|Hit Points||75% of Defense|
|Attack||Player's Moxie+1, min 5|
|Defense||Player's Muscle+1, min 5|
|Monster Parts||head, arm, leg, tail|
Let me tell you something, Mac, this fellow is the bee's knees. He knows his onions. He's on the trolley. He's a cake-eater on the prowl for a bit of calico.
If you know what any of that means, please let me know.
He flicks a lit gasper at your <shins>. Ow! Ooh! Ooh!
He tells you to put an egg in your shoe and beat it, then beats you when you refuse. Ooh! Eek! Eek!
He says, "butt me," and then punches you when you don't know what that means. Ow! Ow! Argh!
He plays you a little chin music with his knuckle duster. Eek! Ugh! Ouch!
He gives you the bum's rush until you're staggering like you're half seas over. Argh! Argh! Oof!
He bites you, then says, "what's eating you, Mac?" Ooh! Oof! Ouch!
He pummels you with his knuckle-dusters until you feel like you're going to pull a Daniel Boone. Ouch! Argh! Argh! Ooh! Oof! Oof! Ugh! Argh! Ow! Ugh!
He flicks a lit gasper at you, but you dodge.
He tells you to put an egg in your shoe and beat it, but you tell him to make like a tree and get outta town.
He says, "butt me," but you refuse.
He tries to play you a little chin music, but you keep your chin away from him.
He tries to give you the bum's rush, but you ask what his hurry is.
He tries to bite you, but you tell him you'll take a check.
He starts to attack, but then says, "ah, let George do it," and pulls out a flask to take a few medicinal sips of horse liniment. (FUMBLE!)
|You gain Meat.|
|You acquire an item: hep waders (2% chance)*|
|You acquire an item: jive turkey leg (20% chance)*|
Occurs at An Illicit Bohemian Party.