“Hey! Who blew this bubble?!  You all know the rules! ‘All bubble-blowing babies will be beaten senseless by every able-bodied patron in the bar.’”

“So... Nobody knows? Somebody in here ain't a real man. We're on a baby hunt. And don't think we don't know how to weed 'em out. Now, everybody line up! DJ! Time for the test. No baby can resist singing along to this.”

“I'm a Goofy Goober, yeah! You're a Goofy Goober, yeah! We're all Goofy Goobers, yeah!”