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Ah've been tole ah looks like Granny.
Ey Grue, wanna go fur a ride West?
*climbs in through passenger window*
*sits in front seat wagging tail*
Good Grue. Ah gots a friend. Next stop, Lincoln, Knebraskee.
Ayup'!
In pulls a shiney new car
Knebraskee, Coloradee, Utah, Kneevada, Aye's did all points in between.
I even brought grue back and best part of the trip, no dang hippehs.
BUUUUURRRRP.
aip.
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Reckin'
Mimes is like the hippehs of hippehs! Inta the stew pot boys!
*click click*
BOOM!
*POUNCE!*
*BITE RIP TEAR SNARL CHOMP GROWL CRUNCH YANK SHAKESHAKESHAKESHAKESHAKE GNAW GNAW*
Yer a poeit, ain't knowin' it.
'Sho 'nuff!
*drags kill back to the pot*
Make sure yew take that thar mime musk gland out afore yew throw that that carcass in teh pot!
I have long hair, can be found in possession of an acoustic guitar, and I am a vegetarian. Hippie enough, I guess.
And I seriously studied mime between the ages of 7-10.
So should I just climb into the pot now, or would you prefer to toss me in? ;)
Squints suspiciously
Naow, wait jest a cotton pickin' minute thar stranger. Are yew tryin' to Brer' Rabbit me? I didn't jest come crawling out of my Mammeh's womb howling Aklo yesterday"
Oh no... I'm the real McCoy. Now it might be hard to believe me as a silent substantiator of the insubstantial being that I'm talking and all... but I never said I was a particularly good mime.
Yew sound a mite too interested in bein' et for my likin'
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I swear to you, Big Mammy, I ain't laced with arsenic. That'd make me some kind of Kulinary Kamikaze... and last I checked the only thing on me that says flag of Japan is that inflamed tick bite on my pale rear end.
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Well, if it'a a tick bite, I suppose we cants eat ya. But shootin' ya will be hella fun.
Points double-barrel at The Jade
I do louvs skeet shootin'
I'm one of those rock guitar playing singer fellows, my friend. But I grew up around bona fide Haight-Ashbury hippies... so I think you're allowed to shoot me either way.
Two minute head start, guys?
1 hour, 40 minute head start... even better. C'ya suckahs! (I'm mocking you via mime gestures from five miles away - and I'm singing to Incense and Peppermints and throwing up peace signs, dig?)
Hippaeh mimes forever!
I still think he was a mite too interested in bein' et
Gromph.
I stilz ain't convinenced. Grue, sick da hippeh!
While I will not text you my whereabout from Mumbai, I will tell you that grues can't get me because I'm standing in the blazing sunshine where I am. Wait... did I say Mumbai out loud?
Cheese it, fellow hippie mimes! They're onto us. Pile into the brightly painted bus and amscray to the ashram!
Ayyyyyup.
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Targets Mimes #1-7 with an auto shotgun
Goll dang hippeh mimes!!! Now gitz!
(Looks around in shock at his fallen white-faced comrades)
"You... you followed us to India to kill us and order us off "your property? You intolerant so and so's!"
(Hides behind a swami's enormous beard)
One pill makes me larger, and one pill makes me feel up walls that ain't there and walk against the wind. #Hippehmimez
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We has sumtin like dat. It's called moonshine
Pours Aberzombie a tall glass
I gots the shotguns when I was goin' through Vegas a few them back. Good place to buy gunz ands shoot Hippehs.