Didn't you hear? Everyone's at the love-in!
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<walks in picking flowers out of his tentacles>
Ah wuz jist suckin' brains outta them hippehs in th' big pasture. Thar's a gaggle ovem ... and slim pickin's on th ebarin front. Took right near 30 ovem to fill me up. An' ah kept gittin' flahrs in my tenterkles. Th' crazy thing wuz they kep dancin' 'n spinnin' to sum right odd music, even without whut lil brain they had.
Mebbe them hippehs' sum kinda unded typa critters.
Ayup
{comes flying in from the Jack thread}...EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE
Eh? Wha-? Ha-HAH, still alive (just barely), you stupid Jacks!!!!
{notices hissing sound coming from pants} Wha-? Is that... FIREWORKS?!
{chunks of seared roast hippeh rain down on everyone}
shopgum kewbaps!
is eatin hippehs makes yew uh cannibewl?
<dances/staggers through the thread>
Kebobs! It's hippies! It's hippies!
<KaBLAM>
Damn line twisting hippies.
<reloads shotgun and goes chasing after the hippy>
ayyup
[bubble bubble bubble]
Hey, man, is that Freedom Rock?
ayyup rekin
Keebabs is ready! Come an' gettit!
Here, I've got some alfalfa sprouts and tofu. Try some.
ayup
rekkin.
y yew hitten yore seff?
Rekkin.
Wut?
Wut's rong? Frank gots yur tongue?