Olives Boligarky - Merry Christmas!

2006-2007 Belated Holiday Spectacular

Part 3

Webby: Wow, nothing bad has happened yet.

Kriedler: Oh, Webby, you fool. Stop worrying. Everything is gonna be... OH hold on, I need to handle this.

Kriedler: Hey Frankie. How's it going?

Frankie: Hi Kriedler. I got that thing you wanted. But I can't get it here.

Kriedler: BUT YOU ARE A BIG STRONG FREAKISH MONSTER! WHY CAN'T YOU GET IT HERE!

Webby: Don't get angry Kri...

Kriedler: SHUT UP! I NEED THAT FRANKIE. THE TOWN WON'T BE COMPLETE WITHOUT IT!

Frankie: Look Kriedler, I got what you wanted, but you deal with the transportation. I'm a little crunked right now anyway, so get off my back.

Kriedler: AGH! USELESS!

Kriedler: Webby, what am I gonna do?

Webby: I don't know, please don't hurt me.

Kriedler: Don't be an idiot, you know I only resort to verbal abuse. Maybe one of my other friends can help me.

[some time later]

Gimli: Hi Kriedler, what can I do for you?

Kriedler: Remember that last Christmas decoration I was trying to get a hold of? Well, I need a little help in getting it here.

Gimli: I'm a dwarf, not a moving man. Do you see a sign that says "two dwarves and a truck" anywhere around here?

Webby: You're a bit tall for a dwarf aren't you?

Kriedler: Shut up Webby.

Kriedler: See. Don't fuck with dwarves.

Gimli: Listen fools. I don't have time for any bullshit. Do you have anything else you need? If not, then I'm out of here.

Kriedler: What are we going to do Webby? What are we going to do?

Webby: What did you say? I'm having too much fun playing with Gimli's helmet. I'm glad he threw it at me actually.

Kriedler: Damnit. You're an idiot.

Webby: I'm sorry bud. I have a Christmas present for you though.

Kriedler: Really? That's so sweet. Where is it?

Webby: Right over there!

Kriedler: Nice.

Kriedler: *glug* *glug* *glug*

Webby: NO! Don't drink it all at once!

Kriedler: Lezsh me tell YOU someding Webb... Webb... heehee. Webby. That's a funny name you haves. *hic*

Webby: Oh lord. Please get up Kriedler, please get up.

Kriedler: What are youz talking ab*hic*out?

Webby: I knew things would go sour here.

Kriedler: I'll show YOU Webby. I'll SHOW 'EM ALL!

Webby: What are you talking about?

Kriedler: It'z the greatestest of all tiiimmeeee!

Webby: Oh shit, never mind.