Wen yer gonna eet a kyoot yummy critter, eez imprtant to take a minit in contemplayshe of the liif u r tayking.
Den youze must catch eet, of course!! Focus . . . Focus . . .
Engage Bat Powers . . . NOW! Go! Go! Go!
SUCCESS! I shall eet da Red wun ferst . . . Nom nom nom.
Mmm, Red haz a guuuud taste. Oh, wait . . . lookit dat bloo one . . .
Wich wun to eet? Red? . . . no, Bloo. No, Red. No, maybe Bloo. Maybe Bof.
Oh Noes! Brain eez lokking up . . . caint . . . decide . . . caint . . . focus . . .
Caint eat bof at wunce . . . . Caint . . . eh . . . cain-zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
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Harley wishes to say that no Rainbow Birdies on a Stick were harmed in the making of this story.
