Being a fellow beer affeciando, Bob quickly hopped on a plane to Ireland. Bob's plane landed and he got out carrying 4 cases of Guinness. Bob skirted customs because he figured he wasn't really bringing anything into the country that hadn't been there before. Then Bob was stopped by man in red shirt and tall black fuzzy hat. The man said that he was a Bobbie and then confiscated Bob's beer. Bob watched in horror as bad evil man smashed all bottles on sidewalk and good beer flowed down storm drain. The Bobbie then said to Bob "Why don't you have some tea instead?" Bob ran screaming back to plane, realizing to late he'd gotten off on wrong island!! NO!!! Bob was stuck in, in, in ENGLAND!! AHH!!!! NO BEER!! NO MELVIN!! RUNAWAY!! 

Once Bob had composed himself a bit, he went and looked at flight schedules. Bob saw, to his dismay, that the next plane back to Lower Shangri-La wasn't scheduled until sometime next week!! Bob was stuck in country with no beer and no one to hold him for 6 days!! Oh no!! Bob wandered aimlessly about London looking for a hotel and was quite distraught when only room he could find was £350 a night!! Horror of horrors!! Bob would be broke by the time he got back to The Beer Commune but he didn't want to sleep on the street. Too much tea and tweed...scared Bob...So Bob booked a room at the Grand Plaza Hotel, 42 Princes Square. He forked out the money and the desk clerk almost had to tear the money in half to get it out of Bob's sticky little fingers, because Bob was cheap. Bob went up to his room and relaxed. Threw off his funky Obi-Wanish shoes and watched some English TV. Then there was a knock on his door!! Bob answered the door. 

The maid had come to bring Bob his tea. Bob went into a frenzy!! Bob no want tea!! Tea bad!! Icky icky tea!! The maid thought Bob was odd bird, but left CRUMPETS!! And TEA!! in Bob's room. Bob threw the crumpets and tea out the window where they hit the ground with a clatter. People looked up to see curly blonde head hanging out of window laughing at the demise of the tea pot. Bob climbed back through the window and went back to channel surfing. Then evil maid came again with MORE tea!! Bob screamed like a silly girl at a Hanson concert and slammed the door in her face. Bob leaned on the door and plotted how he could get out of this Beerforsaken country...Bob's brain got tired of the plotting after about 5 minutes and said "Bob! Go to bed!!" Bob listened to his brain and went to bed. 

The next morning Bob found a note under his door. It was from the Queen herself!! Seems she'd heard about the tea pot breaking fiasco the night before and wanted to have a little talk with him. Bob was scared and quickly wadded up all his clothes, threw them in his bag and started for the elevator. He was stopped by two offical looking dudes who asked Bob to "Please come with them" Bob did as he was told and was taken to Buckingham Palace. 

Bob was left in a sitting room all by himself..he looked out the window and pondered how he had gotten himself into this mess. Bob's brain did not like pondering and was just about to go to sleep when the Queen came in!! Bob said "Duh. Queenie. Dude. I need a beer!!" The Queen told him to shut up and sit down and that she did not appriciate him breaking tea pots and wasting good tea!! And furthermore, her country was BeerForsaken!! Bob screeched in terror at the affirmation of a fact he'd known all along and jumped out the window. 

Bob landed in the reflecting pool. He drug himself out and shook like a dog. Bob then ran as fast as he could. Bob felt him self going tinkerbell again!! Bob climbed up Big Ben and swung off hour hand and proclaimed "I AM BOB THE GLITTER FAERY KING!! PREPARE TO BE GLITTERIZED!!" Bob then set Big Ben to shoot out much glitter every hour. Bob stayed inside clock and kept feeding it glitter. Soon whole city was one giant sparkly!! Next day, the English SWAT team stormed the tower and drug Bob's glittered and tulled self out by the hair. SWAT team threw Bob on Concord to Lower Shangri-La and told him never to come back!! But Bob thought, as he flew away, that the city sure did make a pretty sparkly!!