[center][h2]Heedy Haw Haw The Disturbed[/h2][/center]
[center][sub]Where all the wood's burning[/sub][/center]

Heedy Haw Haw pauses, noting he saw the same tree for the fiftieth gazillioth millionth time. He looks up at the B-rated horror villain and his compatriot, then immediately pulls out his flask and takes a solid drunk. "Nope. Not okay. I got asshat McGee callin' me an it and threatenin' my life cuz he's got an edge complex sharp enough to kill 'emself with." He gives the three round "ammunition chamber" of the B.O.B. cannon a test spin and looks up at said grumpy-face frilly pants McGee.

"Although if yaz expectin' good 'ol Heedy Haw Haw to waste his time play destroyer of frilly asshats, then fetch yourself a beer cuz I ain't here to do that. Ya'll know anythin' bout the smoke smell goin' about?"

[@Necrophage][@Hatman1801]