Untitled III

[Celestial Healer]

Looks lahk ole grue foundum.

[Red Phoenix]

Whats its say...

[Aberzombie]

Thet ol'grue shor izza good feller.

[Grue in the Attic]

*rolls over*

[Celestial Healer]

Shore is quiet.

[BluePigeon]

Big Mammy Grillz has me workin' as a cab-b in Loas Veygas. Da money's gud, but aye works 12 hour shifts.

I meet a few hippehs on the Strip but the T.A. wouldn't let carry mah shotgun.

[Celestial Healer]

Thet ain't raht. Yeh need a shotgun for hippeh-killin.

[Aberzombie]

Ah shor does luv mah shotgun.

[Sky Wyrm]

Ayup.

[Celestial Healer]

*spits on the floor*

[Big Mammy Grillz]

I ain't a-goin nowhere without ol' Sarajuana

Brandishes rifle

[Grue in the Attic]

*growls*

[MongoLikeCandy]

Peace, my bedren! Wha gwan? I an I be lookin te fine te commune. Be a wonderful ting if you could hep out a breder and show im te way, seen?

[Aberzombie]

Yew sownd lahk uh hippeh, yung feller. Bes watch yersef, ol'Grue don't take to kindleh tuh yer kind.

[Celestial Healer]

Did someone say hippeh?

On meh properteh?!

[Aberzombie]

Ah ain't fer shor. He don't tawk lahk no usual hippeh. Ah wuz thinkin he's wunna them....whuchuhmucallits......rassterfareeuns.

[Grue in the Attic]

*sniffs suspiciously*

[MongoLikeCandy]

Right, me bredah! Me cyar brek down. I an I jes lookin te mek a lickle coppa from te commun, seen? Ten, me bomboclot cyar brek down wit all me product jes sittin in teh cyar. Di hippies dem be most screw face if te cyar don be no fix. Kyaan let Babylon come down pon me cyar.

[Sky Wyrm]

Waking up from a deep slumber

Wha goin' on here?

[Celestial Healer]

That fellers talking funneh and sayin' hippeh stuff.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

He shure dew tawk funneh. Lets blast 'im

Chambers a round

[Aberzombie]

Reckin.

[Grue in the Attic]

GWOOORRF!! GWOOORF GWRRRRORRRWRRR!!

*pounces*

[Sky Wyrm]

BLAM! BLAM!

Did I get em?

[Big Macintosh]

Eeyup.

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckon so.

[Sky Wyrm]

Sore bin quiet around here.

[Celestial Healer]

Got thet raht.

[Sky Wyrm]

Naht even Grue has made ah sound. Did we scare off all those hippehs.

[Grue in the Attic]

*grunts from under the porch where it's nice and cool*

[Aberzombie]

Reckun.

[Sky Wyrm]

Grue! Hippehs!

[Butterfrog]

wer?!

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Mebbe ovah there

[Celestial Healer]

WHAR?!

[HepPlutoCat]

*Stumbles into sight, snapping fingers and dribbling*

Wibbley BEE-DA BOOP BOOPA DOO-OOH, VOUTAROONIE!

Heeey! Like, far out, baby. Wowzerstan, man! Your necks really are, like, totally crimson!

*holds out paw*

You spare any change? I'm totally strung out here, dudes.

[Sky Wyrm]

Found im! Get de pot readie!

[Aberzombie]

Mebbe we awtuh jes shoot thet sumb#&~+?

[Grue in the Attic]

*POUNCE*

[Celestial Healer]

*click click*

GIT

OFF

MEH

PROPERTEH!!!!

BLAM!
BLAM!
BLAM!

[HepPlutoCat]

MRAURAURAURAU!!! AURAURAU! MEEEEOWRRRAU!!!!

*Shoots up a tree, lashing tail and hissing*

Oh maaan. Totally not cool...

[Grue in the Attic]

*snarls and snaps and growls while clawing at the base of the tree*

[HepPlutoCat]

HSSSCH!! TSCCHSSSS!! ZZZKH!!!

Skippedy BAP BAP YABOODLEY BOP REEBAWOO KLOOK-A-MOP SPADOOWAH

SCHSSSS!!! SSSSST!!

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Yew musta winged him in the brainmush Wingding, he's talking weird even fur a hippeh.

[Sky Wyrm]

I think ya miss im! Try again!

[Red Phoenix]

The Rebel Bird struts back and forth protecting the family moonshine still

[Butterfrog]

Ma' the cat tree 's bearing fruit again!

[Celestial Healer]

LOL!

GIT DOWN FROM THET TREE! MAH UNCLE-PAPPY PLANTED THET TREE AN' IT AINT FER HIPPEHS!

[Grue in the Attic]

GWORF!! GWRRRRRRRRWARWRRR!! GWARRRRRORRRRF!

*flings self up tree several feet, slowly slides back down trunk leaving clawmarks in the bark*

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Babbeh frawg that thars a hippeh cat. Ain't nohoaw no cat offen mah double-cousin's cat tree!

GO GETTIM GRUE!

*click click*

BLAM!!