Ha! Mr High n Mighty gonna listen to the little woman? Or u gonna give a proper report as senior joker here? -Ogre
No. Old Man. He's not! It's not his sheite. Not yet. But a Walker with a taste a the Runt affects all activity out there. Seen? Sheites brewing, bigger than ur gonna wanna to deal wid, aye? We did what needed doing n will continue to do so! - A
Oh look. It speaks.
Hmm... I don't recall asking u, eh? So when'd u grow a set?
Huh? Quiet now r ya?
I can tell ya a pair don't look so good on a woman. Ya hear? Too top heavy, makes u look like a freak when u shakes what u don't got. - O
Look Old Man, there be no time fer ur crap, aye? There's no Walkers anywhere around here. K? N y's that, eh? N not a grave left covered. We's not ever had that happen! So wot u think's gonna be comin' on down the road in short order? They ain't the same with wots they got from the munchkin. U know the power they've tapped! - A
Makes no matter to me. Wasn't me agreed to take in that bit a trouble. That was a mammary gland decision I had no part in. Every time I turn my back u bleedin' hearts r takin' in another freak! Beauty's mine to protect. Hear? The rest a u can go to the devil. - O
Huh! Yet u keeps us all on to help protect her from the sheite u created! It's ur sheite Ogre, wot comes up outta dem graves. It's the posion of ur mind we battle. Whatever u gots in ur head that goes into making that poisonous hedge keeps coming on back to bite us in no good way. Thats some nasty sheite u got hoverin in there Old Man, to twist those souls so horribly. So stop pickin' fights when u don't get to control it all. Ass!! N jis lets us do wot needs doing! - A
Hey! Make sure that door hits ur ass if ur gonna slam it!
Huh. Guess I bin told. Truth don't matter none I suppose when females have up a head a steam. U gents got anything to add to that emotional bit a garbage? Hmm? - O
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