"Doo-be-doo-be-dooooo! Be-doo-be-doo-be-doo-be-doo-be-doooooo!"
"Hi-dily-ho! my little chiddlerings!
Let me help you with that heavy load of yours.
***Long drawn out scream, ending suddenly***
Tired indeed you must be, with such a burden heavy;
A heavy load for you and me,
with lots of cream and crockery!"
"Tee-hee!"
"But enough of our fun and games, our happy little fol-de-rol.
Let me tell you a cheery story."
"There one was a man with a hole in his face;
Who lived in a palace and had golden plates.
His little play soldiers owned all the guns;
Which (in my opinion) takes away all the fun."
"He made all the boxes in magical hues;
And sent out a pattern, hypnotically rude!
It made people silly, despite their good sense;
But that didn't matter, for he paid the rent!"
***Uncontrollable giggling***
"Down Mr Ratikins!
Cease your annoyances!
Can you not see that I have guests, whose cloth is fine and whose teeth are
straight!"
"Now, where has the young gentleman's head gotten to.
Fear not, sir, I have dispatched the unhappy rodent!"
***Sebastian the Toymaker, Serial Killer***
"Is he gone, Bob?"
"Yep"
"Did he leave any of them behind?"
"Yep"
"Any good meat?"
"Yep"
"Lets eat then"
"OK"
***Bob & Wally, Lower Downtown locals***