Untitled III

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Sock Hippeh at six o'clock!

click click

BANG!

[Larry Lichman]

Git'er, Mammeh!

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Bad enough we gots reg'lar hippehs poppin' up without fake sock hippehs doin' a pole dance cross the lawn!

Click click

BANG!

Take that yew hippeh!

[Celestial Healer]

You git 'em Mammeh!

'N GIT OFF MEH PROPERTEH, YEH DANG HIPPEHS!!!

[Aberzombie]

Goddang hippehs!

[Celestial Healer]

Ayup.

[Larry Lichman]

Ayup.

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckon so.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

click click

*ting ting*

Problem with shootin' socks is yeh git burnt wool all over the yard.

Durn hippehs.

[Aberzombie]

Yew tellum Mammy. Dang hippehs.

[Larry Lichman]

Dadgum hippehs. Cain't even keep thare sox up lahk reg'ler folk.

[Celestial Healer]

Ah tell you whut, lich-man.

[Aberzombie]

Ah lahk uh good pair o'socks whut stay up n'ain't got no holes inem.

[Larry Lichman]

Ah reckon yer onta sumthin', AZ. If'n Ah had some flesh on meh legs fer socks ta cling ta, Ah maht beh wearin' summa dem raht now.

[Spanky the Leprechaun]

ayup.

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckon so.

[Larry Lichman]

Ayup.

[Celestial Healer]

...

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Whar'd that thar grue go?

Whistle

Shee-shee Grue! Here boy!

Waves burnt sock in air

[Aberzombie]

Mebbe them dang hippehs got im.....

Naah! Ol'Grue'd uh torn them hippehs up sumthin fierce.

[Larry Lichman]

Sho'nuff!

[Celestial Healer]

Ayup.

[Kruelaid]

Taters?

[Mike Welham]

Ayubetcha!

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckon so.

[Trey]

Daing.

[The Tenth Doctor]

Allonsy!

[Aberzombie]

Whut'r yuh, sum kinda hippeh docter?

[Celestial Healer]

GIT OFF MEH PROPERTEH, YEH DANG HIPPEH!

[The Tenth Doctor]

Celestial Healer wrote:

GIT OFF MEH PROPERTEH, YEH DANG HIPPEH!

I'm not a hippy.

*points to blue police box*

See that, that's mine.

[Dr. Jan Jansen III, Turnip King]

The Tenth Doctor wrote:

Celestial Healer wrote:

GIT OFF MEH PROPERTEH, YEH DANG HIPPEH!

I'm not a hippy.

*points to blue police box*

See that, that's mine.

{opens door, steps out of blue box, still re-adjusting overalls} Thass mahta roomeh for ahn outhouse. Ah reckin ya'll wanna wait a few minuts fore da ahir ta cleer fore going back in dere.

[The Tenth Doctor]

Dr. Jan Jansen III, Turnip King wrote:

The Tenth Doctor wrote:

Celestial Healer wrote:

GIT OFF MEH PROPERTEH, YEH DANG HIPPEH!

I'm not a hippy.

*points to blue police box*

See that, that's mine.

{opens door, steps out of blue box, still re-adjusting overalls} Thass mahta roomeh for ahn outhouse. Ah reckin ya'll wanna wait a few minuts fore da ahir ta cleer fore going back in dere.

Oy!

*goes to clean his tardis*

[Kruelaid]

Sheeeeit! You one u them fairy Frenchmen or sumthin?

[The Tenth Doctor]

Kruelaid wrote:

Sheeeeit! You one u them fairy Frenchmen or sumthin?

No, I'm a Time Lord.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

We gots no time for lords, Frenchmen or hippehs round heah ..

click click

Naow why don't yew pack up that thar mobile outhouse and get on back to Woodstock?

[Aberzombie]

Who dat?

[Celestial Healer]

Git 'im, Mammeh!!

[Larry Lichman]

Dadgum hippeh time lords.

[Aberzombie]

Who Dat!

[Celestial Healer]

Ayup.

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckon so.

[Larry Lichman]

Ayup.

[Aberzombie]

Goddang hippehs. Ah bet they's Colts fans.

[Larry Lichman]

In-di-anna's lahk theh hippeh homeland.

[Celestial Healer]

Ah tell you whut.

[Aberzombie]

Goddang hippeh homeland.

[Jimmy-Joe Hayseed]

Ayup.

[Larry Lichman]

...

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckon so.

[Celestial Healer]

Yeh got that raht, zombeh.