Gargamel wrote:kickycan wrote:and still they wait for the arrival of the tribal leader...
Yo, I'm here.
I brought some Pringles.
The writhing, roiling mass of dancing, chanting, stomping, jumping, shouting cave dwellers engulfs the newcomer...they know he is not who he claims to be...but the people of the cave love their Pringles...and he is pushed towards the center of the circle...Squinney and Merry Andrew dance ever more provocatively to the bumping rhythms of the chant of the cave people...and now the third newcomer must make a choice...stay and be one with the people of the cave...or leave the cave and go back to his life as a giant red beverage container...and the chant continues...
...what the hell...I be tellin' yooooo...what the hell...I be TELLin' yooooo...what the hell...I be tellin' yooooo...what the hell...I be TELLin' yooooo...what the hell...I be tellin' yooooo...what the hell...I be TELLin' yooooo...what the hell...I be tellin' yooooo...what the hell...I be TELLin' yooooo...what the hell...