Upon hearing the catchy tune, the midget begins a gleeful and joyous dance. In the great fervor of the ensuing party, he soon forgets about his weapon as he jumps around, carelessly swinging his arms. His shotgun that shoots shotguns lands right between your eyes. "That was close!", you say - a split second before the gun goes off. Oops. *** You have died *** Would you like to activate the ressurection system and dead-cat rainmaker, bleh, or sod off? Star dova Bleh Quit dis crap!