*dogs yelling*
lesser dog struggles to maintain a poker face
A: let's ditch this groove, it's the pits. B: notch yet! A: c'mon. i'm entrenched.
whore waves
tadpoles can't be pirates when they grow up because they lose their sea legs
wilson babbles about science. girl webber and regular WX decide to ditch him and go to starbucks
papyrus being cool
wigfrid pokes wilson in the eye telling him to be quiet
a tallbird, panicking, lit on fire near a sign that reads "willow wuz Here". a hound cowers in terror
wilson in the dark also i think chester is there?
wilson has a sword/ suddenly buff, he yells, "I. HAVE. THE POWEEEER!!!"
willow suggests lighting a cow on fire; wendy says pls no, and abigail nopes the h*ck outta there
wilson tries to win a staring contest with some fecal matter