User blog comment:HoundTheDestroyer93/Ask Hound And Samia/@comment-28358106-20161130175813/@comment-28358106-20161201231043

"Oooooh yesh. Yesh, I'm ver', ver' hokay.  Nnngh.  Ha.  Ha!  Yer all covered n' snow!  Thash funny!   Ngh hee hee *hic*  Yer on yer butt!" Wobbling, she points to Marcus. "Ish a nish butt. Ayep.  Got t' shee it from b'low...whoa...whoooOOOOAAAH!!"

She loses her balance and her torso falls off of her cage. Her arms and head come loose and her head rolls a bit. Her legs totter around a bit, like a drunk hamster in a ball, before it nudges over a ledge and rolls down the mountain.

"Awww, sheeeyit. There goesh my legsh.  They're nice legsh.  Don' you think sho, boo boo?  Don' you, boo boo?" Her drunken head looks up to Hound as her arm, a little ways away, points at him.