*Ransac unleashes the first plague of Ransac (1 million stampeding weasels) in retaliation to the Atog Captain's failed attempt to summon his army. The weasels rush the Atog and begin to nibble his toes.*
*Ransac stares at the hapless Wicked and unleashes the second plague of Ransac, but isolates it over Wicked and the J-Tog. Millions of goblin turds fall from the sky towards Wicked. Ransac then notices DarthFerret still holding the lint and chucks his lead rabbit at him.*
*Zigathon does his best Hunter S. Thompson impression: "Did you say something about lint? Good god, man! Give it to me..."
Unfortunately, while running towards DarthFerret, Zigathon is struck in the head by the flying lead rabbit.*
*A Nightstalker emerges from Oversoul's mouth and pulls out the trusty sharpie mini and writes several lines from Monty Python's Flying Circus into his spell... causing everyone to relive being smacked in the face with fish*
*As Wicked is being choked by the Violent J-tog, being rained on by goblin gobs, and being slapped in the face by mackrel, he had one more ace up his sleeve. Pulling out his last can of mountain mist Faygo, he pops the can and chokes out his command.*
Come forth and assist, Shaggy 2 Dopatog.
*A second clown painted atog emerges from the swamp, dressed up in a nighttime talkshow suit, singing "What up y'all? Welcome to the show. I'm Shaggy, like you dont really know...". It was this moment, that Wicked uttered his last words before falling into unconsiousness*
This...is the last alliance...between the Atog Army...and the Juggalos...
DarthFerret, realizing that only a matter of luck has helped him keep the lint so far...(plus everyone else being distracted...) runs down the hill, past the hapless Oversoul, and just as he is about to get away, he trips over a speck of dust and falls sprawling into....
*Once Wicked comes to, the Jugglatogs had gone, bored of beating his unconsious body. Standing up, he dusted himself off, wiping the blood from his cheek, eye, nose, lip, neck, arm, and leg. Looking up, he saw the pudding and shook his head*
You guys realize...you can't have pudding without...vanilla wafers!
*Quickly, Wicked casted Wafer Rain, and millions of timy vanilla cookies began falling from the sky...on fire, of course.*
DarthFerret, still licking the coconut pudding from his face, starts running wildly in circles once he realized that on flaming wafer had set the lint on fire....(stupidly, he never thought about just dropping it...)