Did de Sheriff take it? I hates that dumb sonab+!$*. Always takin' mah shine.
*snorts*
*belches*
*digs up a bone*
ayup
...
*rolls over*
*rocks the rocking chair*
*scratches buttocks then pulls up his suspenders*
Ayup.
Do ya ever git, you know recall, like the movie, after drinkin' a jug of shine? ya know, Just askin'
Anywun hongreh?
Big Mammy, ah'll ave a plate of slop and grits.
*curls up by the pot*
*wags tail*
Heya Grue. Good doggie-boy. Still waitin' fur mah plate of vittles.
Appears with a pot of stew
Heer's summa zombeh's favrit! Hippeh Jumbahlayah!
Jest some hippeh andouille, some-a that thar patchoulli, hippeh crawdad lice, nightshade for a little kick an' some ground up hippeh pamphlet file powder for thickenin'! Dig in!
Hey Mommah, me cos'in rhino and me are in the newspaper... Now I fear for me safety...
*licks froggeh*
Damn. Texas is sur flat.
an' hawt!
There's mah little froggeh boah! Give yer mommah a big kiss, yew entrompanuer yew! I's so proud of yew, even if yew nevah finished that crayon drawin' yew promised yer mommah!
He was goin' tew draw his daddieh, Yog-Sothoth. It takes a lot a' talent tew draw in five dimensions.
There's mah little froggeh boah! Give yer mommah a big kiss, yew entrompanuer yew! I's so proud of yew, even if yew nevah finished that crayon drawin' yew promised yer mommah!
Oh, but I will, mommah! I promise I will :S
Shore enuf.
Wake up zombeh!
*rolls over*
I'm off to hunt Hippehs at Jen Con 2012. Wish me luck.
Ah Grue, I promise ta bring ya back sumtin.
*chases monster trucks*
*brings home a fender*
Nah, them hippehs at Jen Con carry no guns. Should be easy pickins'