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DoobieDinkus opened the weird can. This is hard, she thought.

After a 69-day span, Famithen seized the can from Doobie and splashed some of the fire onto Doobie's crust. "DAMN YOU DOOBIE!" she roared and threw the can against the wall, where it proceeded to detonate and sent Kornbread's fat *ss high into the air, his blouse sweeping upward at he drifted back down.
Famithen's eyes drifted apart, taking in the whole room a once, the walls and stone...
"DOOBIE!" she screamed. "Go pick out a mold! NOW!" she screamed.

Doobie picked out a mold.

(ur a grass. -_- thanks, very fantastic amigopen. Appreciate it.)
Famithen tore a peice of Kornbread of and lit it on fire, then, as he screamed, she shot him with a blow gun and knocked him out.

Dinkus CHUCKLED softly at the hilarious look on Kornbread's face.

Famithen pulled out two raw chicken legs and slapped them together with a bemused expression on her face.

Doob ran over to Fami like an idiot and grabbed a patch of accursed grass she found in a front yard where a tree used to be and ate some of it. "You wanna bite?" She asked her with a mouth full of fresh green grassiness.

Famithen bent over and examined the grass through her monocle. "It appears to be just STUPID *SS DOOBEI BEING SOOO... SOOO... DAMND SMART!" Famithen screamed, ripping out a mouthful of the stuff. "F*ck this, we're going hunt a gifflesnack." Famithen said, taking out a net. She saw Kornbread trying to sneak away and flung it at him, pressing him against the wall in a pathetic crumble. "Alright, Dookie Calls or whatever the sh*t."
Famithen said, swallowing her semi-chewed lump of sod.

"But aren't they all the way in Gifflemaniazia?" Asked Dink. That was what they had said in the Gifflefactory, after all.

"yes, Doobie... you have been training with me for a while now." Famithen said, rolling her eyes and realizing how much she had to take a p*ss.