*grabs hippeh's leg*
*drags to stock tank*
*buries at bottom with bones and long-lost toys*
*comes back home*
*shakes off in the middle of everybody*
Git thet sumb@&&+, ol'Grue!
*Dusts himself off and starts humping grue's leg*
Hehehehee, how ya like me now man
!!!!
*breaks free and goes for the face*
Dang blast thet hippeh. Ain't no rispekt fer sumbuddy else's bodeh!
Only Mammeh's allowed to hump ole Grue.
Them goddang hippehs bin breedin, ah think.
Mebbeh we oughtta sterimalize 'em.
Ah ain't so shor thet'd werk. Dang hippehs is lahk cocker roaches. Ah'm purty shor they's even tryin tuh enfultrate, purtendin they's normuhl folk lahk us.
Dats sum fancy talkin', Abes.
*Sits in a rocking chair, lights up his pipe* This shore is a comfy chair [i]*Exhales copius amount of smoke
*fetches chair out from under Hippeh and takes it back to Mammy*
Dangit! Uhnuther danged hippeh! Git 'em ol'Grue!!
Come on rednecks now, smile on your brother everybody get together try to love one another right now.
Ah'ma shoot this sumb!+~~.
BLAM! BLAM!
Putim in the woodchipper!
Thet's uh good ideer. Wood chipper'll grind 'em up nuff we ken use 'em fer firtliezer.
Aberzombie wrote: Ah'ma shoot this sumb#~%$.
BLAM! BLAM!
Damn man, where is the love? *lights joint on hot barrel of shotgun*
feeds hippeh into the woodchipper
gathers up the resulting pulp and stuffs it in an incinerator
waits several hours, then sweeps up the ashes into a dustpan
pours the ashes into a bucket of wet cement and stirs thoroughly
waits for cement to dry, then takes cement block to the docks and puts it on a boat
takes the boat out to the middle of the lake and throws the cement block overboard, watching it sink to the bottom
Ain't never seen nobody come back from that.
*Swims up from the bottom of the lake*
Man, that was f@@#in refreshing, you guys wanna get high
Ah got yer "high" raht heer, yuh dang hippeh! Mah high tempurchur flame thrower!
BURN, YA SUMB&!+%!!!
WHOOSH
We gotta fahnd that hippeh's phylactery.
"Am tryin' sleep here! Now shuts thats damn Tee Vee owf!"
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The is a flash and a puff of noxious gasses. Mammy appears, wrapped in a muumuu made of several dozen different rainbow-colored skins crudely-stitched together.
Heavens to R'yleh! I tried me a summonin and it summined me to this horrid place fulla talking ponies!
*burps*
They was gud eatins though. Kept rattlin on about friendship and magik. I showed them a lil' magik I knows...hee hee!
Them gahl dern hippeh ponies had it a comin', I teh yew wut
*sits at Mammy's feet and begs*
Mammy fishes a horse hoof from somewhere and tosses it to Grue. The hoof sparkles as it falls to the floor
That's a good Grue! That thar hoof is good for yer fangs and such
Ole grue'll never git that glitter outta his fur.
Welcome back, Mammeh.
Ah dun seen me uh ghost!!!
*CHASE POUNCE GNAW DRAG SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE SHAKE*
Wooooh, man that chick is hawt, you can be my big mama anytime sweet cheeks.
Aberzombie wrote: Ah dun seen me uh ghost!!! !!!
*runs off looking for Uncle Casper*
Durn hippehs! Allus after me virtue! Not if yewwin' had a dozen tentacles an' an unpronounceable name, sonny!
Grue in the Attic wrote: Aberzombie wrote: Ah dun seen me uh ghost!!! !!!
*runs off looking for Uncle Casper* Mmmmmmmm. Hippeh braaaaains...
Big Mammy Grillz wrote: Durn hippehs! Allus after me virtue! Not if yewwin' had a dozen tentacles an' an unpronounceable name, sonny! Come on hawt mamma, check out my van. I got some awesome blacklight posters.
Summon a Old One, Mammeh! Thet awtta take care of im.
Mammy chuckles
Oh I gots jest the thing fer this ol' boy
She begins chanting and whirling, Her elephantine bulk shaking the porch, her large mouth croaking words in some antediluvian tongue. The fringe of her muumuu flares out, revealing several still-attached pony heads. The heads suddenly open their eyes and begin scream-chanting in accompaniment
NIVROLAGH! SHAB-UNTU! ROVAGUG! GRISKARNU!
A cacophonous din erupts from thin air
Mammy chuckles
Les' try that
Whut'd yer summon, Mammeh?
Sum anti-hippeh sounds. I learnt that hex from one of me ol' beaus Erich Zann.
Ah shor did lahk thet feller, Erich. He played purty mewzik.
Holy crap man, that shit was much louder than the last Phish show I saw.
Whut zat bout fishin? Dang hippeh's gotta try tuh roon evythang!!! Probleh try tuh git all them fishes high on yer marryjewanna!!
DANG HIPPEH!!! EAT HOT LEAD!!!
BLAM!!! BLAM!!!
*The hippeh dances away from the shotgun blasts due to his extremely high dexterity from years of hacky sack and extreme frisbee.
Damn dude, isn't it a little early to be dressing up for Halloween, what are you like a zombie marlon brando or something hehehehehe
*pounces off the roof and lands on Hippeh*
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