Hey Is For Horses.
Now, how does he get down?
(If you have Wii Gloves for you wee little fingers it’s also electronic Braille.)
Lobo the Frog: “Okay, this is the place we’re supposed to meet up at…”
Charboyle: “Hey! Monster Fuckers!”
Ephie the Foxie: “!?!”
Lobo the Frog: “Damn, not again!”
Charboyle: “The Poke’m one gym is in the back and down the stairs! What are you? Some kind of tag team?”
Rupert the Ready: “Hey, Fox Babe!”
Rupert the Ready: “You’ve got some disgusting parasitic growth on your shoulder. You should probably find someone to kill it.”
Lobo the Frog: “I don’t think cockroaches like you CAN be killed…”
Rupert the Ready: “What the fuck? It… talks?!”
Rupert the Ready screams: “AIEEEEE!”
Ephie the Foxie: “You’re a frog, can YOU jump that high?”
Lobo the Frog: “Not even on my best day.”