An Homage to Roby Fusspucker * *For the sake of the anonymity of the parties involved, all names have been changed to protect the innocent. It was 08:15 on a damp, quiet night on a Wednesday, last October... Roby Fusspucker had set off in his 1998 Buick Regal to join some friends for a lighthearted dinner and drinks at his neighborhood Chili's . Little did he know that this would be a night he would look back on in infamy. Roby met his friends Marsha Knubbrubber and Craig Slischt, two friends he'd known since business school and met frequently at American franchise restaurants. When it came time to order, Roby chose from the beer list a drink popular with housewives, Stella Artois. "May I see your ID?" the waiter asked. His name was Paul Wienerpluhg and he'd been working double shifts for three days in a row. "Sure," says Roby and he slides his ID out of his duct tape material wallet before gingerly handing it to Paul. Paul looks at the ID and