EB3
Written by What

Why couldn't he have picked a better time to knock on the door?
I guess that tonight I won't be sleeping anymore.

Pokey's such an obnoxious little jerk.
I wonder which swamp he originally did lurk?

Picky's gone all right, I come.
But for his sake, not yours, you bum.

Talk to Mom? Cracked bat? What?
Hey, maybe I should take the mutt.

In a gift box? Huh? Why's that?
I guess I'll..."equip" the cracked bat.

None of this is making sense.
Whatever. Let's go. I'm getting tense.