Lobo sat in a small bar on Blograk 7, strolling through the many, many bounties he had to choose from. "Loser... Loser... Chump... Nerd... Jeez, that is one ugly fraggin' loser." he said, although, the last comment was about a large alien creature that had just walked in the bar.

"WHAT WAS THAT, WORM!?!?!?" The creature roared. Lobo just stared back at him and belched.

"I'm sorry, I believe my exact words were "Jeez, that is one ugly fraggin' loser." but I sometimes get things mixed up." he grinned his toothy grin. The creature growled and stared at him with a nuclear fury.

"I PUMMLE YOU FOR THAT!!!" it roared. Lobo held up a hand and the creature stopped. Lobo continued looking through his bounty cards.

"Well, Grolblak the Vile... Only 50,000? I thought you were worth more. aw frag... Well, I suppose I can take you in for some fun." he said. The barman looked at them.

"Gents, please take this outside." Lobo smiled in response.

"Won't need to." He walked over to the bar. "It looks kinda crummy out there." He slammed 10,000 credits on the table. "That's for fighting in here and i'll pay for all damages." he said. He was clearly twice the size of the bartender, so the man was in no position to argue. "Main Man looks out for his barkeep."

"SO YOU'S GONNA DIE IN YOUR BAR!" Lobo looked shocked for a second.

"Oh no, i'm gonna die in here!" he exclaimed in a faux-scream. Then, in almost a blur, drew his pistol and blew Grolblak's head clean off. "Yeah, but then that happened." he mumbled, going to pick up the head. He got out his phone and held it up next to his own face, taking a picture of him holding the severed head. "Goin' straight on Space-Book." he laughed. "When I can be bothered." he put his phone away and then walked out to his Space-hog with the head and the body. He got on and started looking at the cards again, when one caught his eye. "What? WHAT!?!?!" He then laughed out loud. "NO FRAGGIN' WAY!!! BLUE-BOY BIT THE DUST!!!" He then read it out. "Oooooh, somebody is gonna get it. Let's see... Damn, there are a LOT of people that want this guy... Tamaran, Thanagar, Daxam, Ungar, Argoa, OA? Oh wait, not payin'... Damn, there was a lot of people who loved mr Goodie-two-shoes..." He then stood up. "DAWG!!!" he roared. The large alien dog-like creature slowly plodded its way over to him. "Get on the fraggin' bike." the Mutt did so and Lobo revved the engine. "Right, we're gonna deliver mr Headless here, pick up the denero, then we're goin' ta get us a Superman Killer." he slowly thumbed the Red ring on his necklace... "Nah." he huffed, before the hog blasted into the air.