Untitled III

[Aberzombie]

Ah'm sorreh, Mammy! Ah wuz over yonder, huntin down uh no good varmint.

[Hippeh]

*Jumps out of pot* "Hey hawt mama, meat is murder man"

*starts protesting*

[Big Mammy Grillz]

*click click*

Here's mah rebuttal!

BLAM!!!

[Monty Mouthbreather]

Ah sekunt that there re butt all

BLAM BLAM

[Celestial Healer]

Them hippehs is real gud, Mammeh.

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckin.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

That 'uns got tew much patchouli erl in his carcass

[Celestial Healer]

Don' thet just make'em juicier?

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Over spiced. Ruins da stew

[Aberzombie]

Ayup.

[Monty Mouthbreather]

Wha did the hippeh cross the road?

He did nt, I ran his sahry ass over

Hehehehehehe

[Aberzombie]

Bwahahahahahahahahahahahaha....Ah ain't gettin it.

[Celestial Healer]

Ayup. You got thet raht.

...

Dagnabbit! I dun drop my tobbacky pipe. 'S round here somewheah.

*picks up a hippeh's discarded pipe by mistake and smokes it*

Whoah dude. I can see for ever, man.

[Hippeh]

Right on angel dude, that stuff will give you some serious wings.

[Celestial Healer]

What if, like, we're all really immortal, and it just seems like we're not, because everything happens at once?

Whoa.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Yew is talkin' like that thar spawn of the Black Goat what went to Calyforneeya and got into them movin' pictures. Keeanu F'Tagn or summat like dat. He wuz allus a seekrit hippeh. Drove his mammy sane he did.

[Aberzombie]

Thet's purty sad. A shor does dislahk when folks gets all sane.

[Hippeh]

Celestial Healer wrote:

What if, like, we're all really immortal, and it just seems like we're not, because everything happens at once?

Whoa.

Man your like my new guru...lets smoke out and do some yoga

[Celestial Healer]

Maybe... Maybe instead of shooting hippies, we should, like, all live together off the land. We could bring in a new age of peace and understanding.

Man, this pipe tastes different.

[Aberzombie]

Gawdangit, CH! Yew bin cooruptid bah them dang hippehs n' thar marryjewanna!

SLAP!

Git yerself tuhgether!

[Celestial Healer]

Oh man. You're harshing my buzz.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Give him some-a that thar Tindalos shine. That'll snap him outta his hippehness!

[Aberzombie]

hands CH a rune-carved bottle

Heer, bruther. This heer'll setcha raht!

[Celestial Healer]

*drinks the bottle*

Whooooeeee. That sum spahcy hooch, Zombeh.

Whut... whut happened? Ah don' remember nothin'.

[Hippeh]

Man will that shit get me as high as boones farm strawberry hill wine?

[Celestial Healer]

Mebbeh it'll make ya less of a hippeh. 'Sworth a try...

[Tha Revinuuer Man]

Yer extensions're up. Time t'pay the revenuuer man.

Ah completely fergot about y'all until I had t'serve up a notice to a l'il kobbie ...

[Monty Mouthbreather]

I teh u wut ifim thars one thang I hate moreun a hippeh. Itsa gahldurn taxman

[Aberzombie]

dang hippehs.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Revenuer!!! Git yer one-werld gubbmint carcassone offa mah propertay!!!

*click click*

BANG!!!

[Aberzombie]

Shoot thet sumb+@%+, Mammy! Shoot 'em good!

[Celestial Healer]

Agin! Agin! Shootum gud!

[Aberzombie]

Yup.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

*click click*

BANG!!

*click click*

BANG!!

*click click*

BANG!!

Try taxin' THAT!

[Aberzombie]

Fahr uhgin!!!

[Celestial Healer]

The Great Ole Ones'll be pleased.

[Hippeh]

Yeah way to take of the man...man

[Aberzombie]

Goddang hippeh. Sumtahms, ah think yew ain't deezervin tuh be sakrificed.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Ayup. Cthulhu wept.

[Aberzombie]

He shor done did.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Ayup

[Aberzombie]

Yew betchuh!

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Reckin

[Celestial Healer]

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Ultharian got yer tongue, Wingding?

[Celestial Healer]

Spose so.

[Sky Wyrm]

Ulthar-who? He's da won making that racket?

[Aberzombie]

......

[Celestial Healer]

Looks lahk we got ta move ter Pluto.

[Aberzombie]

Ah shor does wish we cood move them dang hippehs up thar. Awtuh be cold nuff tuh finleh shut 'em up.