Untitled III

[Jerry_Garcia]

Duuude!

[Japanese Game Show Host]

WASABI!

[Aberzombie]

Goddang hippeh.

[Celestial Healer]

Ah tell you whut.

[Aberzombie]

Huh? Wuzzat?

[Big Bubba]

Git er done!

[Aberzombie]

Ayup.

[Celestial Healer]

Ayup.

[Aberzombie]

Yew reckin?

[Butterfrog]

Ah doo!

[Larry Lichman]

Ayup.

[Aberzombie]

Enybuddy up fer uh BBQ?

[Celestial Healer]

Who's cookin'? Nobuddeh makes vittles lahk ol' Mammeh. Shore do misser.

[Big Bubba]

Shonuff

[Sorrow the Emo Fey]

Gloom.

[GeminiG]

Aberzombie wrote:

Ah figgered, whut thuh hell.

Hi Woody's Brother

[Aberzombie]

Ah ain't herd uh no feller named Woodeh? He sum kinda hippeh er sumthin?

[Big Bubba]

Ah hates hippehs

[Aberzombie]

Ayup.

[Aberzombie]

Whar'd evybuddy go?

[Celestial Healer]

Ayup.

[Aberzombie]

Yew reckon?

[Celestial Healer]

Ah do.

[Aberzombie]

Dang hippehs. They's evywhar.

[Celestial Healer]

Ah tell you whut, zombeh.

[Larry Lichman]

Dadgum hippehs. Thay're not raht.

[Aberzombie]

Yew got thet raht!

[Crimson Jester]

RANT!!!!!!!!!!!!

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckon so.

[Crimson Jester]

Dang Skippy!

[Aberzombie]

Ah shor does miss Mammy. She wuz alwuz makin sum good vittles.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Aberzombie wrote:

Ah shor does miss Mammy. She wuz alwuz makin sum good vittles.

A distant rhythmic thumping sound echoes over the small holler. The hillbillies can see the tops of their cups of shine vibrating slightly with the impacts.

Through the fog a large shape appears, with a large bird perched on its head. Slowly the fog parts and a muumuu-clad figure stumps to the porch. The bleached boards creak as her immense girth stresses them.

"Well, ah'm back from Hootten Holler. I sees yeh porch loafers ain't done a lick a work sinct I been gone."

Sighs

"All right then, who wants some Soylent Green and Cheez Whiz?"

[Aberzombie]

Mammy! How yew bin? Got some good vittles fer us?

[Longhaired Hippie]

Celestial Healer wrote:

Dang hippehs.

Dude, why you gotta be all harsh on my groove.

[Aberzombie]

gets out his shotgun

BLAM!!! BLAM!!!

Take that yew dang hippeh!

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Aberzombie wrote:

Mammy! How yew bin? Got some good vittles fer us?

Fetch me that thar hippeh yew be shewtin' at an' I'll make some nice hippeh ragout for yeh.

[Aberzombie]

Ah shor am hungreh.

[Blood_Sample]

:::Flies in from the swamp::::

Buzzzzzzzzzz......

[Celestial Healer]

Them dang hippehs wuz tryin' ta keep me outta the thread!

[Larry Lichman]

Dadgum hippehs...

[Celestial Healer]

Ah tell you whut, lich-man.

[Urizen]

ayup

[Urizen]

ayup   

[Urizen]

ayup      

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Now howzabout that thar drow? Now thems good eatin!

*click click*

BANG

[Celestial Healer]

Ah tell you whut, Mammeh. Ah betchoo could cook it up real fine.

[Aberzombie]

Thar shor is sumthin funneh happnin round theez parts. Mebbe we awtuh start uhnuther thred?

[Larry Lichman]

Ah reckin yew may be raht, AZ.

[Celestial Healer]

'Sworkin' alraht now. We jus gotta be careful bout what wer sayin'.

If Ah says "ayup", nex tahm Ah gotta say "yup" or "... ayup".

[Urizen]

ayup