[i]Gonad surveyed the battle, nodding sagely to himself. He then took out a crack pipe and began smoking it. He didn't smoke often, if at all, but these were the days of [u][i]high[/i][/u] adventure. He wandered on over to a stack of kest corpses and began urinating. All this work irritated the bladder. Gonad started off on a hardy barbarian song, encouraging everyone to sing-a-long as he pissed.[/i]

[b]"BWAH! Potent be Sky Yak, with udder of much moistness! Much milk does such give!
But silly it be to live off of milk, for not such a life does Gonad wish to live!

Better it be, to grow strong with blood! Much blood from enemy's veins!
GRUH! Then can there be many mighty infants, so many that it rains!

Good be blood for fertility! Good be blood for skin!
The only warriors that not like blood, have only lust for men!

HRAH! Do not doubt words of Gonad, for full of truth they be!
Last warrior that doubt truth of Gonad, no longer can he pee!

BWAAAAAHOOOOOO-HRAH!

BWAAAHOOOOOOO-HRAH!"[/b]

[i]Now did the time arrive for the others to sing the repeat chorus.[/i]