A PARTY IN THE STAB CABIN WITH
Lumpy: Listening to the Authorities, Naked Hippy. Beer is, as always, it's own reward. Stone-sober, somberly contemplating the impact of the evening's performance at the "Stab Cabin". Host: Ramone
Jason: The Stab Cabin rules. Nuff said.
"Gaw?"
Ramone, your lovely and talented host, and his kitty, Clint.
"Where's Poppy? Huh? Where? Oh."
Jason: Okay, so I nodded off like a wussity puss. Fuck you.