Crow: Oh, hell.
Corey: (angrily) What the fuck did you just say?
George: I had her! I fucked Denise Richards hard in her tight pussy!
Corey: I thought that was what you said.
Rain: Uhm....
Corey kicks George in the forehead.
Corey: YOU BASTARD!!!! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!!!!!!
Crow: Nooooo!!!! Don't kill George Carlin!!!!!
Corey: Why the hell not?
Rain: 'Cause he's so creamy and good!
Crow: Yeah! When we went on George Carlin, we lost a hundred pounds!!!
Rain: We lost a whole person!!!!
Crow: People everywhere were like (eyes bulge out of head) "Whoa!!!"
George: You two are seriously fucked up in the head, you know that right?
Rain and Crow: Yep!!!!
Rain: And proud of it!
Crow: We don't suffer from insanity.....
Rain: We enjoy every minute of it!
George looks over and sees Jim's joint.
George: Hey, that looks pretty good. Can I see that?
Jim: Sure.
George begins smoking Jim's joint.
George: Goddamn, I'm getting hungry.
Shawn: (grinning) I got something you can eat.
George: Really?
Shawn: Yeah.
George: What?
Shawn: (shoving his crotch into George's face) EAT MY PANTIES!!!!
Crow: Dude, I didn't know Shawn was wearing edible undies.
Rain: He's not.
Crow: Oh.
Crow sits there for a second.
Crow: OH!!!!!!!! Nasty!!!!!!!!!
Sid turns around, and sees George Carlin eating out Shawn.
Sid: Buzzzzzzzzzxzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.....NOOOOOOOOO!!!!!
Sid flies back, and forces George into the driver's seat.
Sid: XXxxxxxxxxzzzzzzuuuuuub.....there.
Sid goes back. Okay, George took Sid's place... ssoooooooooo...
Shawn: So, what?
Sid took George's place.
Shawn: Oh. Ohhhhhhhh, yeaaaaah, Sid.
Okay, let's just skip ahead a bit, shall we? 'Cause that's.... sorta getting.... gross. Hmmm.... let's just skip on forward to the hitch-hikers. George sees two guys thumbing on the side of the road, so naturally he picks them up.
Guy 1: Like, thank YOU soooo much, sweetie!!
Guy 2: Like, yeah!! You know you're hot...
George: (pointing to the trailer) GET YOUR COCK SUCKING ASSES BACK THERE RIGHT THE HELL NOW.
The guys listen and climb in.
Crow: (whispering to Rain) Dude, look who it is!!
Rain: Aw shit!!! George, why'd you pick these fuckers up?!
Rain points to the guys, who are Trey and Matt, the creators of South Park.
Rain: YOU FUCKING SUCK! YOUR SHOW IS DEPRESSING AS FUCKING HELL!!
Crow: YEAH!! GET 'EM, SHAWN!!
Shawn: Okay.
Shawn looks over at Trey and Matt, and grins.
Matt: (to Trey) He looks like he'd be a naughty boy.. I soooo want him...
Trey: Yep... let's get him.
They go over and start hitting on Shawn. Shawn begins hitting on them also. With his fists.
Shawn: Stupid sons of bitches...
Shawn beats the shit outta them until they pass out.
Crow: Here!
Crow tosses Shawn his knife.
Crow: Mark 'em!!
Shawn begins playing tic-tac-toe with the knife on their ass cheeks.
**Note to reader: See the tic-tac-toe thing? Well... this actually happened. Okay, there's this lake here... a very nasty smelly lake... and there was this crazy ass Army guy, Stewart Duke... He would go "hunting" there. He hunted people. He killed like 5 people, and with this one dude, he played tic-tac-toe on his ass with a knife. Fun, huh? True shit.**
We'll skip ahead again...to the infamous Bunnyman Bridge, shall we? Okay. We finally arrive at the Bunnyman Bridge, and we stop. We all pile out of the Trak-Tour.
Rain: Hmmmmm. Ya know, those people on "Scariest Places On Earth"---
Crow: The sexy, sexy Linda Blair show!
Rain: Yeah, whatever. The people on that show. They sent the one girl down the middle of the bridge. By herself. She didn't make it all the way through. She heard like a rat or some shit, and screamed and ran out. Chicken shit.
Shawn: Yeah.
Rain: Dude, where's Crow?
Corey: Oh. He's in the bridge.
Rain: What? Oh, shit!
Everyone looks down the tunnel, where Crow is.
Crow: Bunnyman! Bunnyman! Bunnyman, come get me!
Rain: Crazy mother fucker.
Crow: Bunnyman! Bunnyman!
Corey: Oh, shit! That's five! He's coming now!
Suddenly, the Bunnyman, aka Gene Ray, the Time Cube guy, pops up between where Rain, Slipknot, and Carlin are, and where Crow is.
Crow: Oh, shit!
Gene Ray is standing there, wearing the head part of a bunny costume.
Gene Ray: I see you, all of the ants, running around in your circles, blindly following a tyrannical leader that doesn't exist!
Crow: Hunh. M-kay.
Gene Ray: Follow me, all you little imbeciles! I shall show you the true way! Everything that you've ever been told is a lie! Only I know the truth!
Crow does this big, evil smile thing.
Crow: Jackass.
Gene Ray: You won't hear me? I kill you now!
Crow: I don't think so!
Crow dodges by Gene Ray, and runs back down to the end of the bridge with Slipknot.
Rain: OH MY GOD!! IT'S BLING-BLING RAY!!
Gene Ray: It's Gene Ray, you moron!!
Rain: YOU KNOW, SAMMY RAY!!! YOU ARE ONE STUPID MOTHER FUCKER!!!
Gene Ray: GENE RAY!!!!
Rain: SLAP-NUTS RAY!!
Gene Ray: GENE RAY!!
Rain: HOKEY-POKEY RAY!!!
Gene Ray: IT'S GENE RAY!! I KNOW MY OWN NAME!!
Rain: YES, I KNOW IT'S DUANE RAY!!! I KNOW YOUR DAMN NAME TOO!!
Gene Ray: FOR THE LAST TIME, IT'S GENE RAY!!!
Rain: KATWAN RAY!! YEAH, I KNOW!!
Gene Ray: (getting up in Rain's face) It is Gene Ray!!!
Rain: Goddamn, Sharon Ray!! You want a fucking tic-tac for that dragon breath? Damn.
Gene Ray: My name is Gene Ray, you will obey me.
Rain: No, sorry, Juan Ray, I will NOT obey you, you sawed-off son of a bitch.
Gene Ray: I WILL NOT SPEAK TO YOU ANYMORE!
Rain: Fine with me, Poontang Ray. Oh yeah!! Look what I got!!
Gene Ray: What is it now?
Rain jerks out her lighter, lights it under Gene Ray's nose, and catches his nose hairs on fire. Gene Ray beats himself in the face until it's all bloody.
Rain: Hehehe.
Shawn: We got some food for you, Sumina-Beech Ray!
Gene Ray: Ah, yes. That is spectacular.
Shawn pulls Trey and Matt out of the trailer.
Shawn: Eat up, Hung-like-a-hamster Ray!
Gene Ray runs over and devours the queers.
Crow: (to Rain) Hey, dude. Little help?
Rain: Sure.
Rain reaches into a bag, and brings out something. Crow reaches in as well, and grabs him something. They shove the things in Gene Ray's face.
Rain and Crow: NOW YOU DIE!!!
Gene Ray: You moronic nincompoops! What do you think those things can do to someone as almighty as me? I am an all-powerful god!
Rain: I think they'll do quite well.
Crow: Yeah.
Rain sits the thing she was holding on the ground. Okay, so the thing was Bun-Bun, her blue stuffed bunny rabbit she's had forever. Crow sits his thing, his grey Mr. Floppy looking stuffed bunny rabbit, on the ground too. Suddenly, the two stuffed rabbits come to life, and begin pounding on Gene Ray!
Crow: Yeah! Go stuffed rabbits!
Rain: Dude, Bun-Bun kicks ass!
The two rabbits eventually stop beating on Gene Ray.
Crow: Shawn?
Shawn: Sure.
Shawn goes over, strips naked, and sits on Gene's face.
Gene: (spitting) Ewwww!!!
Shawn: EAT IT, BITCH!!!!!
Gene Ray: You know, I love to masturbate to stuff like this. I just love to take my penis into my hand, stroke it a couple of times to get it nice and erect....pull out some Coca-Cola.....pour it onto my penis to lube it a bit....wrap my hand tightly around my tiny penis....stroke it hard several times......then I pull out my shampoo.....lube it up real, real good......and begin stroking swiftly while I dart my finger in and out of my anus......oh, god that feels soooo good.....I don't even know what a vagina actually feels like, though.....I hear they're wet....are they?
Shawn: Yeah. EAT IT!!!
Shawn begins smothering Gene Ray. Craig walks over, gives Gene Ray a swift headbutt to the genitals, and walks back over to the rest of the group.
Crow: Goddammit Dattie! Let me show you how it's done.
Crow pulls out his enormous knife, and walks over to Gene Ray. He then begins to slice and dice Gene Ray into bite size pieces.
Crow: There. That's the end of that.
Crow turns around, and walks all the way through the bridge, turns around, and walks all the way back through the bridge.
Crow: There. That puts an end to the whole Bunnyman myth.
We all pile back into the Trak-Tour, this time Corey is in the driver's seat. He's bouncing up and down in the springy seat.
Corey: Wheee!!!!!!
Corey bounces harder until the seat breaks.
Corey: Fuck.
George: Hey there, cock sucker! Can we go already?!
Corey: Oh, yeah.
Corey cranks the Trak-Tour up and takes off.
Mick: Grrrrr.... put.. on.. of... mu... sic....
Corey: Uh, okay. Which cd? We seem to only have three up here... WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO THE REST OF 'EM?!
Paul: Snort, uh, I sorta sold 'em to buy baby powder.
Corey: You fucking ass. Well, why didn't you sell these too?
Paul: Snort! They wouldn't take them!
Shawn: Which goddamn cd's are left?
Corey: Uhhhh... Backstreet Boys, System Of A Down, and Scott Stapp sings the 100 greatest lullibys of all-time...
Jim: Who the fuck owns the Backstreet Boys cd?
Joey starts sliding down in in his seat. Jim notices this.
Jim: You fucking freak!!
Jim punches Joey in the arm, which nearly breaks it.
Joey: OOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!! OW! OW! OW! Meanie!!!
Jim: And?
Joey mumbles something.
Corey: Which fucking cd?
Everyone: THE FUCKING LULLABY ONE!!!
Corey: Okay.
Corey pops the cd in. Cradle music begins blaring out of the speakers, which is about as bad as Scott Stapp singing on it.
Chris: (howling) MAAAAAAKKKKEEEEE ITTTTT GGOOOOOO AAAWWWAAAAAAAAYYYYYY!!!!!!!
Corey: Gladly.
Corey jerks the cd out.
Rain: Dude! Gimme the cd's! I want!
Corey: Okay, but why?
Rain: Cause!
Corey hands Rain the cd's.
Rain: Fun!!!!
Rain tosses the cd's at the car behind the Trak-Tour, which sends the car swerving into a corn field.
About seven hours later...
Mick: Grrrrrr... where hell... are... going?
Shawn: We going to go visit my granmaw!!
Craig: And we're going on "Fear" there. The place she lives in is haunted.
Mick: Grrrrr.... is... this... crazy clown granmaw?
Shawn: Yep!!! She lives in a nut house!!!
Crow begins rocking and crying.
Crow: No!!! Don't take me back!! I'm a good boy!! Really!! I am!!!
Rain: Dude, we're not taking you back!!
Crow: Really?
Rain: We live in a nut house, remember?
Crow: (perking up again) Oh, yeah!
About this time, we arrive at the nut house. Everyone piles out of the Trak-Tour.
Chris: (spinning is circles) Bathroom... bathroom... bathroom... piss... bathroom....
George: Just fucking go right here, cock sucker.
Chris: Okay.
Chris begins pissing on Shawn's leg.
Chris: Ahhhh...
Shawn: Fucking quit, you mother fucker!!
Shawn boots Chris in his nads.
Craig: I need to go too.
Shawn: Well, go and hurry the fuck up!!
Craig stares at Shawn for a second and then preceeds to take a squat two inches from Joey's foot.
Joey: Oh my god! That is so gross! Why are you doing that out here?!
Craig: I had to go. Dude, get me something to wipe with.
Crow: I'll get you something, dattie!!
Crow runs over to the edge of the woods and grabs some stuff.
Crow: Here, dattie!!
Craig takes the stuff, wipes his ass, and screams.
Craig: Quick!! Gimme something else!!
Crow runs back to the woods, grabs something else and runs back.
Crow: Here.
Craig takes the thing, sticks it between his ass cheeks, and pulls his pants up.
The first item Crow handed
Paul: Snort, does that hurt?
Craig: (long pause) No. Why?
Paul: Because you're standing in a fucking pool of blood...
Craig panics.
Craig: (silence)
Shawn begins bottling up the pile of shit, while Craig is still panicking.
Craig: (silence)
Crow: Can we fucking go in yet?
Shawn: Yeah. We have to walk like three mother fucking miles anyway.
Joey: GODDAMMIT!!! WHY?! WE CAN FUCKING RIDE!! I'M GOING TO MESS UP MY SHOES!!
Shawn: No we can't fucking ride!! We hafta walk through a foot wide trail to get there!!
Rain: Through... through... the woods?? (points in the direction on the woods)
Shawn: Yep.
Rain: Why? My fucking ankle is gonna fuck up!! And it's gonna be spiders in there!
Shawn: Nothing is wrong with your fucking ankle!! You're just too goddamn lazy!!
Rain: Hell yeah I'm lazy, but my ankle is fucked!!
Shawn: No, it's not.
Rain: Yes, it fucking is!!
Shawn: No, it's not.
Rain: Well, look!
Rain grabs her leg and pulls it up level to her head.
Shawn: No, I think something in wrong with your hip to do that.
Rain: No, I can do that. Double jointed-ness.
Shawn: Uh-huh. Nothing is wrong with your ankle, you freak.
Rain: Yes-huh! Look!
Rain grabs her leg and makes her foot flop around.
Shawn: That's some more of your shit.
Rain: Nuh-uh. Poke it.
Shawn does.
Shawn: What the hell is that?
Rain: Chunks of bone, and torn tissue, and... and... swollen-ness.
Shawn: Some more of your shit. You're too goddamn lazy to walk.
Rain: Ask him!! He saw what happened to my ankle!!
Crow: Her ankle is fucked, dude.
Shawn: Uh-huh...
Crow: Let's fucking go.
Chris: Yeah!! I wanna call Martha when we get there!
Shawn: No phones, dude.
Chris: (pouting) Goddammit.
Crow: LET'S GO.
Everyone: OKAY ALREADY!
So, the jackasses begin walking towards the woods.
Joey: My god!! My shoes!! (points to his high heels) They will be ruined!!
Shawn: Take 'em off!!
Joey: Okay.
Joey takes off his shoes, and then he steps on a bee.
Joey: OOOOWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!! YOU FUCK-NUT!!!
Joey starts hopping around on one foot while holding the bee-foot.
Joey: Make it go away!! Make it go away!!
Mick walks over to Joey, picks him up and puts him in his pocket.
Mick: Grrrrr.... there....
Crow: LEEEEETTTTTT'SSSSSSSSS GGGGGOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Mick: GRRRRDAMN YOU!!!
Mick slaps a piece of duct tape of Crow's mouth.
Crow: (muffled) GODDAMMIT!!!!
Crow rips the piece of tape off.
Crow: SHIT!!
Corey: Feels great, don't it? Imagine that fucking shit on your dick!!!
Crow: Ow....
We head off the woods. There is a small path running through the woods, that is about a foot wide, and very rocky.
Rain: (mumbling) Fucking shit...
Joey: (muffled) Lemme out! Lemme out! Lemme out!
Mick: Grrrrr... no....
Mick buttons up the pocket that Joey is in. Rain walks up behind Shawn.
Rain: Clown.
Shawn: Huh?
Rain: Clown!
Shawn: Uh-huh...
Rain: Clown!
Shawn: What the hell do you want?!
Rain: (grinning) Nothing.
Shawn: Uh-huh...
Rain: Clown! (pokes Shawn in his back) Clown! (poke) Clown! (poke) Clown! (poke)
Shawn: Quit that.
Rain: Why?
Shawn: Because I fucking said so!
Rain: And? I say alot of fucking shit and it doesn't make a difference!
Shawn stops, and begins making groaning noises.
Mick (with Joey), Rain, Paul and Sid (who were behind Shawn): Oh shit!!
Mick (with Joey), Rain and Paul run up to the front of the group. Sid is stuck because Shawn is holding onto his string.
Sid: Buzzzz.... noooooooo..... nooooo... don't...... buzzzzzzz!!!!!
Shawn farts, which catches Sid on fire and sends him flying in the breeze.
Sid: BUUUUZZZZZZ!!!!! Yay for gas mask.... BURN!! FIRE!! FIRE!! FIRE!!! BURN!!!
Shawn: Ahhhhhhh....
Shawn begins walking again, while Sid is flying around in circles, still on fire.
One hour later, we finally make it to looney bin that Shawn's granmaw lives in by herself.
Jim: It's fucking dilapidated, dude. Nobody can fucking live in that shit!!
Shawn: They closed it down back in the 50's!
Crow: Then why the hell is she still living here?
Shawn: She didn't wanna leave! She likes it here!
Crow: Really...
Rain: Hey, dudes! Check this shit out!!
Everyone turns to look at what Rain is talking about. It's a giant ant hill.
Rain: Oooooo...
Rain spits down the hole.
Crow: Dude, I'd leave that shit alone if I was you...
Rain: Noooooo!!!! Must annoy them!! CLOWN!! LOOKIE!! THERE'S SHIT OVER HERE!!
Shawn: Oh my god!!!
Shawn pulls out 20 Snapple bottles and runs over to where Rain is.
Shawn: Where? Where?! WHERE GODDAMMIT!!!
Rain: There!!
Rain points to the ant hill.
Rain: I can smell it down there!
Shawn: Well, how the fuck am I supposed to get it?! Hmm.... HEY JOEY!! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE AND CRAWL DOWN THIS HOLE!!
Joey: No!! I'll mess my hair!
Rain: You smell it?
Shawn: No.
Rain: Lean in closer and get a good whiff!
Shawn listens.
Rain: Smell it yet?
Shawn: Not really...
Rain: You know what? I don't either!
Rain knees Shawn in the ass, which makes him fall over head first into the ant hill.
Shawn: YOU BITCH!! I'LL KILL YOU!!
The ants begin swarming Shawn. The clown begins screaming.
Rain: Hehehe.... fun. Yay.
Joey: That was mean!
Rain: Really? Wanna join him?
Joey: Well, no... not really...
Rain: Okay, then. (to George) Do Al Sleet, man!! Fucking do Al Sleet!
George: What if I don't wanna fucking do Al Sleet?
Crow: You'll probably end up like the clown.
George: Oooo... Um.... Heeeey!!! Que pasa! Que what-you-call-your pasa!! Al Sleet here, you hippy-dippy weather man! Brought to you by Parsons pest control! Do you have termites, water bugs, and roaches? Parsons will get rid of your termites and water bugs, and help you smoke your roaches!! Heeeeey!!! Present temperature is 68 degrees at the airport, which is stupid, cause I don't know anyone that lives at the airport! Downtown is much hotter... downtown is on fire, man!! Now if you'll take a look at the national map... you'll see we don't have one!! Huh! So, try and picture last nights weather map... in your mind... the weather will be dominated by a Canadian low, which is not to be confused with a Mexican high!!! Tonight's forecast... dark. Continued dark for most of the night, turning to widely scattered light in the morning!!
Rain: Yay!!!
George: You are a freak. You know that, right?
Rain: Hell yeah!!
George: Did you know... that when you die... your soul goes to a garage in Buffalo?
Corey, Crow, and Rain: YEAH!!! DO THE HEADLINES!!
George: Uh... okay. Welcome wagon runs over newcomer... Good humor man slays ten... Pediatrician dies of childhood disease... Pen pal stabs pal with pen... Scientists in Switzerland announce that they have discovered that by holding mice upside down and tapping them on the stomach with a pencil, will make them fart! Man on a donor list for a heart transplant, now says that he doesn't want to have the operation now. He said he had a change of heart!
Corey, Crow and Rain latch onto George's legs again.
George: Ah, hell....
This is when Shawn comes.....well....I'm not sure exactly WHAT you call the walk he's doing. It's sorta this thing where he has his legs spread wide open, and is moving his entire body one step at a time. Anyway, Shawn comes over like that covered in ants.
Shawn: I KILL YOU!!!
Crow: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! ANT COVERED CLOWN!!!!!
Crow runs, and hides behind a pebble.
Crow: He can't see me now!
Shawn: (holding out his hands, which are open, ready to choke Rain) RAIN, I KILL YOU!!!
Rain: Really? Yay.
Shawn comes....well, I want to say waddling, even though I don't think that's it. It's sort of a monster walk, really. Okay, Shawn comes monster-walking over towards Rain, and she trips him up. Shawn falls face first in a puddle of water.
Rain: Moo.
Shawn: Oh, hell! The goddamn ants are going away! SID! GIMME MY WHIP!!!!!
Sid: Buuuuuzzzzzzzznoooooo!!!!! Been good boy!!!!
Shawn: (to the ants) IT'S FLOGGING TIME, BITCH!!!!!!
Shawn rips the 350lb. hiking backpack that he has forced Sid to carry along, off Sid's back and begins plundering through it.
Shawn: AH-HA!!! GOTCHA!
Shawn pulls out his whip and begins flogging the ants.
Shawn: Take it, bitch!! You bit me, now I kick your asses!!
Around the time that Shawn has flogged all the ants to death, a guy runs up to him screaming in German.
Guy: Stoppen Sie das!! Ich benötige sie!!! Ich bin ein Direktor!!
Shawn: What the hell?! Speak fucking English!!! I'm not understanding you!!
Shawn flogs the guy in his forehead.
Guy: Dieser Hurt!!!
Shawn: SPEAK ENGLISH!!!!
Guy: Was? Sprechen Sie auf Deutsch!
Shawn: WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU SAYING!!!
Rain: He said he wants you to speak in German! He doesn't fucking know English!!
Shawn: Oh, you understand this shit?
Rain: Yes and no... um.... sorta. What I do know is probably wrong and fucked... but... umm...
Shawn: Talk to this faggot then!
Rain: Uhh....
Shawn: NOW!!!
Rain: Bitch. Uhm.. okay... Was suchen Sie?
Guy: Ich bin der Direktor!!
Rain: Von was?
Guy: Vom Musikbildschirm!
Rain: Uh-uh...
Shawn: What the fuck is he saying? Are you talking about my ass?
Rain: Well, uh, he's the director of some music video. He's speaking in German, so I'm guessing it's fucking Rammstein or something...
Shawn: Uh....
Rain: You fucked up his set.
Shawn: Me? It was you!! You made me fall!!
Rain: I did, huh? Hehe. (to the guy) Rammstein musik?
Guy: Ja! Ja!
Rain: That music makes me go crazy after a while... you bastard...
Shawn: Tell him to fuck off!!
Rain: Uh, okay.
Rain: Tell him or make him?
Shawn: Either! Just fucking do something, goddammit!!
Rain: Okay.
Rain grins as she picks something up off the ground.
Guy: Was tun Sie?
Rain: FUN!!!
Rain chunks the rock at the guy's head, which knocks him out.
Rain: Yay for cutting scooter with a razor while he rocks the piano!!
Shawn: What the hell?
Crow: NOOOO!!!! YAY FOR CUTTING SCOOTER WITH A RAZOR WHILE HE ROCKS THE PIANO, WHILE THE PALM TREE IS SUCKING HIM OFF, WHILE RAIN STEALS HIS PANTS, WHILE I MAKE OUT WITH THE LEPRECHAUN, WHO IS STANDING ON A TABLE!!!
Rain laughs.
Crow: OH SHIT!! Did I just fucking say something about me and the fucking leprechaun?!
Rain: (laughing) Uh-huh!!!
Crow: GODDAMMIT!!!
George: You two... have some serious fucking problems...
Crow: Yep.
Shawn: YOU BITCH!! I STILL REMEMBER WHAT YOU DID TO ME!!!
Rain: Aaaaaaannnndddd?
Shawn: I kill you!!!
Shawn flogs Rain in the back.
Rain: Whee.
Sid: Buzzzzzz..... yay!!! Shawn hurt someone of else!! No flog meeeee!!!!
Shawn: You bitch!!
Shawn does flogs Rain again.
Rain: You know, this isn't bothering me.
Shawn: It's... it's not?
Rain: Nooooo.... flog Sid!! He wants some!!
Sid: Buzzzzzzxxxxxzzzzuuubbbbb!!!!! NOOO!!!!! THE BITCH!! SHE LIE!!!!
Rain: Nuh-uh!
Shawn begins flogging his bitch, Sid.
Sid: Buzxxxzzxxzzxxxxxx... nooo mooorreeeee....
Shawn: Take it, bitch!! When we get back home, I'm eating me some yams!!! Hell yeah!!
Sid: BUUUUZZZZZXXXZZXZZZZZZXXXXSSSS!!!! NOOOO!!! NO YAMS!!! IS TORTURE!!!
Shawn finally stops flogging Sid.
Rain: Hey, dude!! Look!!
Crow: Huh?
Crow turns to face Rain and is greeted by a rock. He falls to the ground.
Rain: YAAAAAAY!!!
Suddenly, a hint of raspberry fills the air.
Echo: MIIIICCCCCKKKK!!! MY BABY!!!! I'VE MISSED YOU!!!!
Mick: Grrrr.... oh, no....
Rain: More fun!!
Rain latches onto Jim's left leg.
Rain: Yay!
Echo has been trying to get close to Mick. He opens up Mick's pocket.
Echo: GET YOUR ASS OUT!!
Echo throws Joey to the ground, and jumps into Mick's pocket.
Joey: Damn I'm glad to be outta there.
Mick: Grrrr..... quit.... pinching.... nipple!!!!
Echo: I'M NOT PINCHING YOUR DAMN NIPPLE!!! I'M BITTING YOUR GODDAMN NIP-NIP!!!
Yes... there's more, goddammit. This story will never end.