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Hey get that hippeh out from behind Cousin It! He's making that furry critter antsy!

Silver Crusade

Dang hippehs! Git aweh from here!


*scritch scritch scritch*

*fetches Mammy her Sarajuana*


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Thankee-sai Grue!

Tosses him a leg bone still partially wrapped in bell bottoms

*click click*

BLAM!

Get offen mah properteh yeh darn trppin' hippeh!

Scarab Sages

Goddang hippehs.


Ayup.

Scarab Sages

Thar wuz this wun hippeh wun tahm, he wuz alwuz tawkin tuh me bout stuff ah wuz sayin wrong. Ah think ol'Grue's still got wunna thet hippehs bones fer uh chew toy.

Silver Crusade

Ah tell you whut.


Uh mebbeh.


fer shor!

Scarab Sages

Reckin so.

Scarab Sages

Whar'd evybuddy go?

Silver Crusade

*spits on the ground next to the spittoon*


Flies across the thread like a klingon bird-of-prey


Did I got that that hippeh? Sniff him out Grue!

Scarab Sages

Dang hippehs.


*fetches*

*drags hippie back by his peace sign*

Silver Crusade

Good one, ole Grue!


Flies across the Thread, tilting to the right, then titling to the left


Well, it's tahm for Ishtar Dinner! We gots a fine sucklin' hippeh for the main course, but who's gonna go grab us some po-ta-toes?


I have a sack of tay-ters Big Mammy, Put a big-one in the oven fur me.

Scarab Sages

Ah shor am hungreh.

Silver Crusade

Ayup...


*drops a fuzzy blue winged cat into the pot*

Scarab Sages

Dang hippeh kat.


That don't look enough to feed Rufus the rabid raccoon.

Silver Crusade

Mammeh said thar wuz sucklin' hippeh. Should be plenty enuff to go round.

Ah hope you scrubbed that hippeh bafore cookin.


*skritch skritch skritch*


Flies across the Thread, tilting to the right, then titling to the left, then circling the redneck shack...

Scarab Sages

BLAM!


Nailing the pigeon dead center, it catches fire and crashes into the family moonshine still

Afterwards, a fireball explodes. The flame spreads out engulfing 30 or 40 square feet


AAAWWWWWWWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO....

Silver Crusade

Was thet the gud moonshahne er the stuff we used fer hippeh-picklin'?


That was the gud moonshine.

Scarab Sages

Ah shor does lahk pikeld hippeh.


A pillar of flame rises from the wreckage and out of it own demise rises a bird of a different color. It breaks for the sky with quicking energy

KAH!

Scarab Sages

Goddang hippeh fahr burd.

Silver Crusade

Them feenuxes is alwehs messin wit out moonshahne. Can't even killum.


Put salt on its tail. That'll fix that thar fire chicken


Turns and glares angrily at the monkey DM

Scarab Sages

Ah ain't seen no monkehs rowned heer. Jest Mammy n'CH. Dang hippeh burd awtuh not be smokin thet dang marryjewanna.


Struts around the wreckage of the old still but keep an eye on the zombie and Big Mammy Grillz.

He turns spread his wings open and displays the confederate flag.

Scarab Sages

Whutintarnation?


"Rotten Zom-bye-brain. I ain't not hippeh byrd."

Scarab Sages

Huh? Wuzzat?

Silver Crusade


Aye see the angel-man is at a loss fur words.


Eeyup.

Scarab Sages

Ah wuz atta loss fer werds once.......


*digs up a mouldy, tattered document and brings it to zombie*

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