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[Heathansson]

GIT TH HAIL ALDA HEER WITCHER GET DANG LOW COW WEED!!!
HIPPEH!

[Larry Lichman]

wuzzat?

[Celestial Healer]

Heathansson wrote:

Yerr a hippeh tew!

clickclick BOOOM!

This is MAH PORCH ya dang fool! Ifn ya call me a hippeh agin, Ah swar it Ah'll skin ya fer yer pelt 'n wear ya as a hat! Ah'll shootcha so full o lead we'll be able ta use yer carcass as an air-raid shelter! Folks won' know whether yer howlin at the moon er howlin cuzza the broom stickin outcher buttocks! You'll look lahk nothin more than roadkill whut Mammy would putton the grill!

Ah tell you whut, wolf-man, somethin ain't raht witcha.

[Heathansson]

Dang hippeh infull traitur!
*pow*
*tang!*

[Celestial Healer]

Sometahms when a good dog goes bad, ye jes gotta put er down...

*loads silver bullets in shotgun*

*aims*

BLAM!

[Heathansson]

"Shidda got sivver buckshot! Yew cain't fite! It pruves yera hippah!"

BOOMBOOM! CLICK! BOOM!

[Heathansson]

This dog'll hunt, daggum pichooli boah!

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckon so.

[dang hippeh]

Did somebody say hippeh?

I brought my hand drums!

[Aberzombie]

Sumbuddy shoot it! Shooooooooooooooot!!!

[Heathansson]

Disbuleev.
it wizza luzeeyin.
I drank uh parnt uh shahn.

[Butterfrog]

sho'nuff!

[dang hippeh]

I'm not an illusion! I'm a hippeh!

[Vinnie Grett Dretching]

dang hippeh wrote:

I'm not an illusion! I'm a hippeh!

{pops in} Heya dudez, country zombie dudez, mammah dudette. I need to borrow your hippeh- {grabs hippeh and disappears/reappears in PaizoMatrix thread}

[Heathansson]

toja.

[Aberzombie]

Them city folk shor is uh buncha weirdos.

[Larry Lichman]

Yew got thet raht, AZ. Dang fool hippehs.

[Aberzombie]

Ayup.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

haaaaaaaaaaaaaaawk

*ptui*

Clang!

Reckin'

[Aberzombie]

Ah'm gonna go post s'more signs whut tells them dang hippehs n' city folk tuh keep out.

[Celestial Healer]

Ah tell you whut, zombeh.

[Larry Lichman]

Signs ain't doin' it. We need land mines 'n' security details...

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckon so.

[Aberzombie]

Goddang gremlins.

[Butterfrog]

Ayup

[Celestial Healer]

Ayup.

[Heathansson]

gyetdawg.

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckon so.

[Larry Lichman]

Sho 'nuff.

[Celestial Healer]

Ah tell you whut.

[Aberzombie]

Ayup.

[Heathansson]

arrekkin.

[Aberzombie]

Ah ain't bin seein no goddang hippehs. Mebbe we scairt em off.

[Celestial Healer]

Ah hope so, zombeh.

[Heathansson]

git sum hippah!
clicklick BOOM!!!!

[Larry Lichman]

Ah've got me a hankerin' fer sum hippeh stew...

*lights fire under cookpot*

[Celestial Healer]

Ah won' eat no hippeh. Tasts lahk hemp.

[Larry Lichman]

Ah ain't got no tasty buds, bein' undead 'n' all...Jest need to fill muh gullit.

[Aberzombie]

Ah ain't uh livin feller neether, but ain't nuthin wood make me eat no hippeh brains. Goddang hippehs.

[Larry Lichman]

Ayup.

[Aberzombie]

Ah shor do dislahk them dang hippehs. If'n ah think bout em, ah start tuh git all nawshus.

[Heathansson]

drank theeyus.

[Aberzombie]

Ayup.

[Larry Lichman]

Ayup.

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckon them dang hippehs is gotten uhfred tuh come roun theez parts.

[Celestial Healer]

Aberzombie wrote:

Ah reckon them dang hippehs is gotten uhfred tuh come roun theez parts.

Ah lahk the sound of that, zombeh.

[Heathansson]

Invisble hippays!

[Larry Lichman]

Dadgum hippehs.

[Aberzombie]

Ayup.

[Heathansson]

yall seeum? I smezzum.