Reckin so.
{i]Levels Shot gun at Random Pirate's peg leg and fires[/i]
rekkin.
Ayup
rekkin
*falls down on his face. Sits up and loots at the remains of his peg leg* Ye no good barnacle encrusted scallywag! The pegleg be a gift from me mum, who be in Davy Jones' Locker! *draws his pistol and fires at Sky Wyrm*
*ducks*
Ayes heards about them pirates! Theys got buried treasure chests and such!
Ye be tellin where yuir stash of gold is or I'm a callin' on of the elder gods on ya!
*fires again*
I tell you what, I wuzza watchin star trek and wazza thinkin' when are they gonna go to boldly go?
where Hippeh has gone before I tell ya. I won't seein' all them hippehs beam up and take their away me swamp and shine still. Esapecially that pointy-eared fellow, talkin' like he's edjucated. Boy can't handle his own liquor from the episodes I've seen.
Mmmm. Hmmm., someone fetch me a Keers
Rekin so
I could use me a moon pie with that there brewhaha
Ah heck. I'll gonin' inside and fix me sum bacon.
How wuz you fixin to fix me?
Cause ya look good enough to eat. But you're short about 20 lbs of fat.
So, You'll be livin' to see another day.
Could y'all feed me sum more hippeh's
Iya think eatin all that hippeh meat done did some wrong to meh
Aye reckon so.
Well, I reckon Ima headin off. Igotta d livery to make in muskogee. ifum I see any hippehs in one them pre us' I'll be real sho to run em down..dang hippeh wagon.
Ayup and ayup.
Reckin
Uh..Hey man could you help me out like my VW bus broke down and I was hopin I could crash here.
*comes back to town dragging a VW engine in his jaws*
*Pulls up in dually pickup truck with confederate flag and bumper sticker "You can have my gun when you pry it from my cold dead fingers" spewing diesel smoke*
Here doggy dog, I got a organic brown rice chew toy for you
Big Mammy! We have us a hippeh! Where mah shotgun!
I come in piece brother, can't we just hug it out and share a meal of tofu together
"Oh hey man, Can you help me some dog took my motor"
*Hippeh approaches, reeking of B.O, patchoulli and cannibis*
Someone! Git the soap!
*drops engine at Mammeh's feet, wags tail expectantly*
Mammeh. Grue brought ya sumtin.
I do make a fine fried hippeh!
*Dances wildly avoiding the shotgun blasts and cars on cinderblocks*
"Hey man, can't you help a brother out, if you let me crash here I'll make you some tie dye shirts"
<grabs his buffalo gun>
Now hold, I say, hold still Hippeh!
"Has anyone ever told you, you sound like foghorn leghorn"
*Laughs*
*Starts playing hacky sack, waits for hicks to join*
*tackles Hippeh trying to Get The Ball*
BLAM BLAM BLAM
*Jumps away from dog and shotgun blasts*
"Man you hicks are harshing on my buzz"