And so I ran him thru. True he was but a fossil yet deep within his giblets I saw the pain. a tiger with a charlie horse on parade in Los Angelous could not be more pitiful. I ate the rhino then, the scaly hide tasteless so horrified was I of my actions. All your base did belong to us, or so the ancient grizzled deformed miget wiseman with a headcold from peru said. I cut my losses and loosed the nuke. But for the weasel I would be dead. But then so would you. My face melted from my skull and I said my last words.
"Zeeky boogy doog."
Never did a hippo make such a loud release of pent up gasses.