"AH YES, AN ALTERNATE FROSTBITE FALLS, MINNESOTA—NOW KNOWN AS SUNSTROKE SANDS, MINNESOTA—WHERE THE WORLD'S SUPPLY OF WATER IS REACHING ITS VERY END. THAT, COMBINED WITH CLIMATE CHANGE AND GLOBAL WARMING HAS REDUCED MUCH OF THE UNITED STATES INTO A DESERT. MINNESOTA IN PARTICULAR, NOW GREATLY RESEMBLED AUSTRALIA, AND IT'S HERE WHERE WE FIND ROCKY AND BULLWINKLE….scrounging for food and water…"

"It's gotta be around here somewhere, pal…" Rocky spoke, scanning the area. The little squirrel had shaved his head, painted his eyelids black, and wore spiky bracelets, shoulder pads, and a loincloth with a chain attached.

"Do I really haveta wear these heels?" Bullwinkle asked, gazing down at his massive feet that's been shoved into a tiny pair of black leather boots. "They're killin' me!" The moose also wore a loincloth and armor over his body—as well as a huge mohawk with frosted tips.

"Look…" Rocky pointed dead ahead with one fingerless-gloved hand.

"LYING BEFORE ROCKY AND BULLWINKLE WAS A HUGE LAKE FILLED WITH THE FRESHEST WATER, SURROUNDED BY SOME GRASS AND TREES. THE SMALLEST SHRED OF HOPE IN A BLEAK AND SAND-COVERED WASTELAND."

"We—WE FOUND IT!" Bullwinkle exclaimed, happily rushing towards the lake and diving in…forgetting his loincloth completely.

"WOAH HEY!" Rocky exclaimed, filling up an empty plastic jug with the water. "We should savor this water for later!"

"EXACT-A-MUNDO, PAL!" Bullwinkle cheerfully floated on the surface of the lake. "I'm savorin' every last moment..."

"SUDDENLY, WHILE BULLWINKLE WAS SOAKIN' UP THE RAYS OF THE SUN AS WELL AS THE SMALL AMOUNT OF WATER THAT REMAINED, HIS LINE OF VISION WAS NOW BLOCKED BY A HUGE, IMPOSING SHADOW."

"Duuh, can I help you gentlemen?" Bullwinkle asked the very intimidating group of men on top of the shadow.

"THESE MEN WERE ACTUALLY AT THE TOP OF THREE MASSIVE TRUCKS, MODIFIED TO SERVE AS DESTRUCTIVE TANKS OF WAR AND DEATH. ROCKY GASPED UPON SEEING THEM, AND THEY HISSED AND GROWLED AT BULLWINKLE."

"War dudes.." Rocky spoke, nearly dropping the jug, grabbing Bullwinkle's arm. "They're after the water..."

"What?" Bullwinkle asked, grabbing a towel and drying off after his brief swim in the lake.

"WAR DUDES!!" Rocky exclaimed, grabbing Bullwinkle's antlers and shaking the moose. "WE GOTTA GOOOOO!!"

"AND SO, ROCKY AND BULLWINKLE PILED INTO THEIR TRUCK--A SOUPED-UP 55' CHEVY MODIFIED WITH MACHINE GUNS AND SUSPENSION BREAKS."

"Come on, come on--" Rocky spoke, turning the key on the vehicle.

"THE PICKUP ROARED TO LIFE AND OFF ROCKY AND BULLWINKLE WENT, WHILE THE VICIOUS WARDUDES WERE CLOSE BEHIND. OH JEEZ LOUISE THIS IS AN EXCITING EPISODE! AND IT'S ONLY GONNA GET COOLER FROM HERE!! MAKE SURE TO BE WITH US NEXT TIME FOR "Fast and Furiousa!" OR "It's a Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad, Mad Max!"