User blog comment:The Reptile King/Reptile Kingdom What Do's/@comment-31401828-20171025202358/@comment-30700719-20171230023913

I look down at the three and raise a finger in interject, but my phone buzzes. "Hol' up. I got a call." I retrieve the phone from my pocket, and a faint "OOOOOOOAAAAAAAHHHH" reaches the Melynxs' (what's the plural of Melynx?) ears. They glance at each other in confusion, and I lift the phone to my ear. "Yo, who dis?" An intense rumbling sound comes through, followed by, "AAAAALLLLL YYYOOOOOOUUUUU HHAAAAAAADDDD TTTTTTOOOOO DDDDOOOOOOO WWWWAAAAASSSS FFFFOOOLLLLLLOOOWWWW TTHHHHEEEE DDDAAAAAMMMMNN-" I quickly end the call, muttering, "Fuck dat. Anyways, as I was sayin':" I turn back to the Melynxs (that's honestly the best I got) "Y'all 'bout to get beat down!" Out of nowhere, my homie leaps out from a bush and does a bunch of ninja-style stuff, knocking the three Melynx-I mean, uhh, kickin' their asses into next year. "I'm a mothafucking genius!" I nod, "'Aight, you cool, man. Let's go."