Blobby: Hurry, Moustachia! Get back here! Roy’s broken his restraints!
Roy: Yar!
Blobby: He’s shooting his colored inks everywhere! He’s possessed by the Dark Syrup!
Roy: YAR! *splat splat*
Moustachia: I’m hewe – soaked in the antidote!
Blobby: Perfect! Now, drip over Roy’s mouth!
Moustachia: I can’t! You’w gonna have to wing me out!
Roy: Yar! *splat sploosh* Yar-ar-ar!
Blobby: What? That’s… gross!
Moustachia: It’s the onwy way!
Roy: Yar, I say! *splooshy splat splat splooshity sploosh!*
Blobby: Okay! Come here!
Moustachia: OWWWW!
Blobby: AHH! Sick!
Roy: YA-A-A-A-A-A-R!!! *KA-BOOM!!!!*
Blobby: Oh my.
Moustachia: *Boo-hoo-hooo*
Roy: Hey guys, how’s it going? Where’s the Professor?
Current Mood: ...
Discoveries Made: An amazing technicolor nightmare jacket.
Hereinto referenced: Blobby ¤ Dark Syrup ¤ Moustachia ¤ Roy
