*we find our ShieldJaguar twins back resting under the lone palm tree, Sak crying from laughter and Acol in a definite huff* You were screaming like a *hic* sissy boy!! The Great Jaguar Knight was pissin' his britches *hic* well you would have been *hic* if you had any. *starts mocking Acol* "Oh HEEEEELLLLPPPPPP.......the goobleygobbler's going to get me" *Sak falls over laughing* It was a sinkhole you *hic* ninny. Okay, okay, you don't have to get violent *hic* I'll shut up now. Damn shame we lost that dog, though we still have two to bring *hic* home. *Sak starts chuckling again* I don't think I'll ever *hic* forget the look on your face with that little *hic* jaguar wrapped around your head hanging on *hic* for dear life. *at another dark look from Acol, Sak gets quiet though still sits there grinning at the memory*
Oh look Acolly, that foreman is waving at us *hic* I think he wants us to go over there. *Sak gets unsteadily to her feet and sways a little* Yeah, yeah, we're *hic* comin', hey Acolly don't forget the dogs, I'll grab the mini- *hic* jaguar. *Sak and Acol slowly trudge over to the construction site their path weaving a little to the left and a little to the right* Whassup dude? *hic* *at the instruction of the foreman the workers part their ranks to reveal the Maya pyramid temple they've built* Oooooooo.....look Acolly...they *hic* built a model for us to look at. Yeah..that's groovin'...*hic*...excellent job! How long will it take to build the full-size *hic* version? *the confused foreman keeps gesturing at the model* Huh? Yeah, yeah, fantab *hic* ulous. Now where's the big one. B-I-G one? Uh...the..uh..*flips through the phrasebook*...weretl one, yeah...weretl? *hic*
*still confused the foreman repeatedly points to Sak's archy blueprints and then back to the model* That's it??!! *hic* Nooooo...nooooo....you don't understand *hic* we need a big one...B-I-G one. Ah hell, Acolly *hic* you talk to the man I don't think he understands me very *hic* well. *Sak peers over Acol's shoulder as he diligently flips through the phrasebook and tries to explain the situation to the foreman, choking every now and again on Acol's moldy queztal feathers* Is he getting it yet? *hic* Huh? That's it???!!! THAT's our FINAL pyra *hic* mid?? But...but...it's only five *hic* feet high!! And is it all those Macaws or is it crooked to boot? *hic* Ah hell...
*Sak turns around and starts walking off in the desert while Acol kicks the foreman in the shins* I'm going home now *hic* we travel all this way and for a mini-pyramid *hic* I thought everything in Egyptericas was supposed to be big *hic* I'm cooked to a crisp, I'm out of Macaws and *hic* I think I have fleas. This is what I get for leaving the Ameri *hic* cas.
What is this?? Spinal Tap??
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