Hello, my name is King Star Wars. I slayed King Irony to take my rightful place as ruler of Sarcasm Kingdom.
A sword! Thank the butts in heaven. Only one with a butt that is true can remove the sword from the stone.
The sword checked your soul and chose you. Now that you are armed, there is little to separate you from the one true butt.
Well, I've lost my appetite but I've gained respect for this place's progressive take on restaurant names.