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Bill Clinton: No Monica, the Lady is away, you can come... (sees everyone staring at him, ushers Lewinsky out.) Umm..... now back to our adventure.
Banjo: (has managed to get up, stares at Fiddle's retreating back) Maybe I should follow for a ways....
Kazooie: Follow, why in my day.......
Banjo: Hush up, heh heh. (Gets into electric wheelchair, follows Fiddle)
Fiddle: (Reaches his house, begins to pack into his hobo stick) Let's see, I should bring: A 96-pack of Snoke, a container of Ric-Racs, a wheel of sleeze, a ranket.
Zeldakid555: Bill, get that bear-to-human translator working correctly.
Bill: Sure thing.
Fiddle: Umm... I don't like this, how come Banjo doesn't do this.... (stares out window)
Banjo: (rams his wheelchair into a wall, begins to moan)
Fiddle: Guess I have no choice. (heads on his way)
Bill: Fiddle journeyed for about 3 minutes before taking a break.... Suddenly a gust of wind blew him to his first destination.
Fiddle: Strange, that gust of wind had a cloud that looked suspiciously like Bill Clinton...
Dingawnnywanny: Err... I'm your partner, the last free Dingo. This is my associate: Pippo.
Fiddle: I'll call you Ding, Pippo is an interesting name.
Ding: Jinjo's aren't too bright, he chose it as his Dingo name. Err...... it means Donkey Dung.
Pippo: Jinjo?
Fiddle: Um.........
Bill: Move on with the adventure!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ding: Right, Pippo will fly, you may ride on my back, I've heard you aren't the fastest traveler.
Bill: Meanwhile.....
Kazooie: What do you mean my lottery ticket didn't win you jerk, look sonny in my day......
Banjo: The guy who hosts the drawing isn't responsible...
Kazooie: Hmmph.... my pills please. C'mon, move it Flabby.
Bill: After that small side-story...
Pippo: My armpit does not be being smelling like a flower.
Fiddle: (looks disturbed) Are we there yet?
Ding: Oh fine, we'll warp there.
Pippo: We be being there.
Bill: They surveyed the situation, the dinosaurs had destroyed the Dingo village fairly thoroughly.
Ding: I just barely managed to escape, Pippo tried to land on one of the dinos....
Pippo: He be looking foxy.
Fiddle: (eyebrows blast off of his head, never to be seen again)
Ding: Well....... shall we follow that set of footprints.
Fiddle: Ummmm........ I'm guess so.
Bill: So, they set off, knowing that they needed to rescue 10 dingos from each dino.
Pippo: (Discovers the wheel of cheese in Fiddle's hobo pack.) Wiggo-Piggo!
Ding: Sometimes I wish my associate had a brain.
Fiddle: Let's find some dingos.
Bill: So they did, they found 9, and then they found the dino.
Fiddle: Err....... nice dino.
Steg: I am Steg, you shall bow before me.
Pippo: You chinese.
Ding: Let's get ready to rumble.
Fiddle: (uses long-jump onto Steg's back) (uses bite)
Steg: Did a flea just consider touching me, 'cause I felt a tiny something.
Ding: (uses blasting lazer)
Steg: (stumbles)
Fiddle: (uses climb to get into Steg's nostril) (uses roar)
Steg: (crashes into the ground)
Pippo: Hurray, he be beating you!
Ding: Calm down Pippo.
Fiddle: Err.......................................................................................................................
Police officer: What the whisker's of a british hairless rat happened here?
Bill: So Ding, Pippo, Fiddle, and Steg were taken to jail.
Banjo: I bailed the 3 of you out.
Kazooie: (pokes head out from under sheet on hospital bed) Needing to be bailed out, now when I singled handedly defeated the witch.....
Pippo: This dino ain't be being foxy anyway.
Steg: Same to you buddy.
Fiddle: We're not very good, are we?
Ding: No, I don't belive we are.
Pippo: Me muscular.
Zeldakid555: Hmm.... let's break this story for here. Next time our heroes will try to describe their battle a little better....
Bill Clinton: (slams the saxophone)