Untitled III

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckon so.

[Spanky the Leprechaun]

raykin.

[Aberzombie]

Yewbetcha.

[Celestial Healer]

Ayup.

[Aberzombie]

Ah herd summa them dang hippehs wuz runnin round nekkid inna woods last naht.

[Aberzombie]

Whar'd evybuddy go?

[Celestial Healer]

Dunno. It's bin quiet roun these parts.

[Another Dang Hippeh]

Celestial Healer wrote:

Dunno. It's bin quiet roun these parts.

Sure has.

[Aberzombie]

Goddang hippeh!

[Another Dang Hippeh]

Aberzombie wrote:

Goddang hippeh!

No, actually that's my brother. I'm Jeebus Cripes. [/Cosby]

[Aberzombie]

CH? Hey CH? Yew gonna shoot this heer dang hippeh, er whut?

[dang hippeh]

Another Dang Hippeh wrote:

Aberzombie wrote:

Goddang hippeh!

No, actually that's my brother. I'm Jeebus Cripes. [/Cosby]

Hey, dude. Is this where the 420 party's at?

[Aberzombie]

BLAM!!

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

[Another Dang Hippeh]

Aberzombie wrote:

BLAM!!

BLAM!! BLAM!! BLAM!!

{croaks}

[Butterfrog]

turkeh shoot!

[dang hippeh]

Dude, be careful with that gun. You almost hit me.

[Celestial Healer]

dang hippeh wrote:

Dude, be careful with that gun. You almost hit me.

BLAM!

BLAM!
BLAM!

[Celestial Healer]

Ayup

[Aberzombie]

Yew reckin?

[Aberzombie]

Ah ain't seen hide ner hare uh folks. Ah shor hope them dang hippehs ain't terned em intuh marryjewanna smokers.

[Celestial Healer]

Got that raht, zombeh.

[Aberzombie]

Ah shor do miss good ol' Valegrim. Thet feller wuz uh regler round theez parts.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Dang hippehs done stole mah pies!

*click click*

Now its personal...

[Aberzombie]

Shoot them sumb@#@*es Mammy!

[Another Dang Hippeh]

{saunters up wearing an A&F ensemble, pushing his fixie bike, and licking the fingers of one hand}

Mmmm, that pie was good. Who would've thought people would leave a fresh delicious pie on the windowsill to cool? {un-ironically adjusts his truckers' cap}

[Aberzombie]

BLAMM!

[Another Dang Hippeh]

Aberzombie wrote:

BLAMM!

HEY! You shot my bike!

Although the buckshot does give it an air of "Rustic Americana."

[Aberzombie]

BLAMM! BLAMM! BLAMM!

[Celestial Healer]

Git it, zombeh!

[Aberzombie]

Ah think ah got 'em!

Hey hippeh! Is yew ded?

[Another Dang Hippeh]

Aberzombie wrote:

Ah think ah got 'em!

Hey hippeh! Is yew ded?

Hey, I'm leaking PBR out of several holes!!!

Wait, PBR isn't red, not even ironically. I didn't even have a chance to smoke... my... last joint... <gurgle> {dies}

[Aberzombie]

Thet's uh good hippeh.

[Heathansson]

bol dun haddem u hoot nanny o therr.

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckin so.

[Celestial Healer]

Ayup...

[Zombie Pizza Delivery Girl]

Didja sees a wombat roun dese parts? Ah hur dey eats dingos.

[Aberzombie]

Ah ain't seen nuthin lahk thet.

[Aberzombie]

Ah wunder whut evuh happind tuh Ol'Grue.

[Celestial Healer]

Ain't seen ole grue fer a while now.

Hehe. Git it? Ain't SEEN him? No one sees a grue!

Thet's funnier than the tahm that hippeh got caught in a bear trap 'n Ah ran em over with the tractor.

[Aberzombie]

Yew got thet raht.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Whalp, if ol' Gruey shows up I gots some nice hippeh soup bones for him.

Brings out a big brain-shaped cake with several large drippy candles on it

Happeh birfday zombeh! I knows it's late, but I had to wander over to my Cousin Mephitabel's place down P'fthagn Corners and fetch some ingrediants. It's your favorit flavor, hippeh brains. It took awhiles to get enouff together to make a decent-sized cake. Them hippehs got small skulls.

Who wants a slice?

[Aberzombie]

Ah shor does! Thankee kindleh Mammy!

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Who else wants a slice?

[Aberzombie]

Mebbe if'n we set uh peece out onna porch, Ol Grue'd come round uhgin.

[Celestial Healer]

Ah'd lahk a slahce, Mammeh. Yer cakes 'er alwehs so juicy.

[Aberzombie]

Yup.

[Aberzombie]

Enybuddy thar?

[Celestial Healer]

Ah'm here.

[Heathansson]

ayyyyup.

[Loofah LostPants]

Hi guys! I'm claiming this place for my own crazy hippeh kingdom! Woo-hoo!