Untitled III

[Butterfrog]

Dang tuna hippeh!

[Aberzombie]

Ayup.

[Celestial Healer]

Ah tell you whut.

[Aberzombie]

Enybuddy knowed whut thet Velgrim fellers bin uptuh? Ah ain't seen 'em fer uh spell.

[Mike Welham]

Mebbeh we kin git that there hippeh shark to et the hippeh tuner.

[Aberzombie]

Hippeh tuner? Whar?

turns this way and that with shot gun

[Jimmy-Joe Hayseed]

Kwit wavin thet gun round zombeh, afore ya shoot CH uhgin!

[Celestial Healer]

Ayup.

[Aberzombie]

Sorreh CH. Ah git eksited bout shootin hippehs.

[Celestial Healer]

Well hoo dunt?

[Aberzombie]

Ayup.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

I know I does!

*click click*

[Aberzombie]

Goddang hippehs.

[Celestial Healer]

Ah tell you whut, zombeh.

[Aberzombie]

Ayup.

[Jimmy-Joe Hayseed]

Ah reckon so.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Durn treehugging Birkenstockers.

*click click*

BOOOOMM!!!!

Did I git one?

[Aberzombie]

Yew tellum Mammy!

[Celestial Healer]

Ah think you dun got one, Mammeh. Yeh got somethin, anyhoo.

[Aberzombie]

Thet wuzn't Valegrim, wuz it?

[Celestial Healer]

Ah hope not, zombeh.

[Aberzombie]

Sho'nuff.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Ah knows my 'Freeti-Pie, and that wasn't him. My I miss that well-made red devil!

Peers at treeline

I think that thar wuz that kewbold boy. He's leaking green blood, that's what them thar lizzerds bleed right?

[Aberzombie]

Ah reckon so.

[Kobalt Skeever]

OOWW

[Aberzombie]

Thet's uhnuther wunna them dang hippeh lizerds! Ah think ya got 'em Mammy!

[June Cleaver]

Thank you, ma'am. I've been trying to put him down for years.

[Aberzombie]

Ayup.

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Glad to be of service!

FROGGEH BOAH!

Getcher green kiester down that thar hill and fetch us that thar lizzerd! It's Bar-be-quein' time!

[Celestial Healer]

Ah tell you whut, Mammeh.

[Aberzombie]

Ah shor do love BBQ.

[Nameless Narrator]

A brawl starts at the treeline between froggyboy and the 'dead' kobold

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Don't let that thar hippeh lizzard pin yew Froggy! Use the Super Fly Schnooka on his scaly hide!

[Aberzombie]

Whut inna hell izza "fracas"? Izzat wunna them foren werds?

[Kobold Clever]

Hey! Which of you hillbillies shot at my buddy?!

[Big Mammy Grillz]

There's anudder one! GETTIM!!

*click click*

BOOOMMM!!!!

[Kobold Clever]

Big Mammy Grillz wrote:

There's anudder one! GETTIM!!

*click click*

BOOOMMM!!!!

EEEK!

*whines about being attacked without cause*

[Big Mammy Grillz]

*click click*

Kinda scrawny, but the stockpot'll soften him up I wager...

BOOOOOOOOOMM!!

[Kobold Clever]

Big Mammy Grillz wrote:

*click click*

Kinda scrawny, but the stockpot'll soften him up I wager...

BOOOOOOOOOMM!!

OWWWWWW!

*crawls over to the woods to try to hide, leaking yellow blood*

[Kobalt Skeever]

HEY! You leave my brudder alone, you N00bsauces!

[Kobold Clever]

Kobalt Skeever wrote:

HEY! You leave my brudder alone, you N00bsauces!

[Star Trek voice]Brudder! Help me, brudder![/Star Trek voice]

[Kobalt Skeever]

[Sly Stallone]ADRIAAANN![/Sly Stallone]

[Kobold Clever]

[Aunt Jemima voice]My syrup's leaking all over the grass! I think they broke my bottle.[/Aunt Jemima voice]

[Big Mammy Grillz]

Durn hippeh lizzrads!

*click click*

BOOOOMMMM!!!!!

[Celestial Healer]

DANG HIPPEHS!

BANG!
BANG!
BANG!

[Kobold Clever]

Dang Hillbillies!

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!

[Gobble Leaver]

Heh heh heh heh heh!

nom nom nom nom

[Big Mammy Grillz]

That thar lizzard done took a pot shot at us boahs! GETTIM!

BOOM!!
BOOM!!
BOOM!!
BOOM!!

[Kobalt Skeever]

Yeah shoot that hillbilly bruddah!

[Kobold Clever]

You're outnumbered and we have superior tactics! Surrender!

*sizes up the size of the opposition*

Oops! *cries*