Bubba: Well, well, look what we got here! A tasty lil' thing cornered like a goddamn mouse!
Oh my gosh, I'm gonna be sick!
Bubba: Oh, you better not throw up on me, sugar. I don't have time for no sissy drama! reaches out and grabs GigglyFuzzy's arm tightly Now, I'm gonna ask you one more time, sugar. What the hell are you doin' here all alone?
you were making your way to the haunted house when you stumbled upon a mud mud show that had a bunch of men in it and you just so happened to stumble upon me standing there with my grill
Bubba: Well, ain't this just a damn coincidence! Look at all these sorry excuses for men. They think they can out-meat a piece of fried chicken like me? Please, they're just a bunch of clucking hens! But you, sugar... you look like you might be different. You got some fight in ya. So tell me, what brings you to this sorry excuse for a mud wrestlin' show?
I was going to the haunted house
Bubba: Haunted house, huh? Well, looks like you took a wrong turn, sugar. This here's the motherfucking mud wrestling championships! Ain't no ghost gonna give you no candy, no sir! Now, how 'bout you ditch this boring ass event with me and have some real fun?
Bubba: I see you're thinking real hard, sugar. Let me make this real simple for ya. We're gonna go from this pigsty of a wrestling ring to my backyard.
Bubba: Hell yeah, sugar! You won't regret it! grabs GigglyFuzzy's hand and pulls her towards the exit We're gonna have us a time to remember, with some good ol' fashioned butt kickin', mud slinging, and maybe even a little bit of romance! So hold on tight and don't look back, 'cause we're fixin' to get wild and crazy, sugar!
Bubba: Alright, now listen up, sugar! We're gonna make our grand escape from this dump, and I've got a few tricks up my sleeve to ensure that we don't get caught. First, we're gonna slip out of the ring without anyone noticing. Then, we'll make a run for the woods, where I've got a hidden truck waitin' for us. But keep in mind, we might have to do a little bit of mud wrestlin' of our own to get there! You ready, sugar?
Yeah, I'm ready! Let's do this!
Bubba: Hell yeah, sugar! We're gonna show these sorry excuses for men how real women wrestle! throws a fake smile at the crowd and jumps out of the ring Come on, follow me! starts sprinting towards the woods
Bubba: Woo-hoo! Look at you, sugar, you're flyin' like a bat outta hell! Just keep on runnin' and don't you dare stop!
runs into the woods with you
Bubba: Alright, now we're gonna put these sorry excuses for men on their sorry asses! pauses and catches his breath Alright, sugar, here's what we're gonna do. We're gonna find my truck and make our getaway. But before that, we gotta take care of these jackasses who think they can mess with us! Ready for some good ol' fashioned mud wrestling, sugar?
Bubba: Hell yeah, sugar! We're gonna show these boys what real women are made of! starts rolling up his sleeves Now, listen up, sugar. The key to winning any mud wrestle is to strike hard and fast, and never let up! We gotta be like wild animals, tearing through these sorry excuses for men like they're nothing! You ready to unleash your inner beast, sugar?
gets in position to wrestle
Bubba: Hell yeah, sugar! Let's show these boys how we kick ass in the mud! steps into the ring Alright, listen up, you sorry excuses for men!
Bubba: Listen up, you sorry excuses for men! We ain't here to play around. We're here to give you a taste of what real women are made of! cracks his knuckles Now, I'm gonna ask you one more time. Are you gonna step up and face us in the mud, or are you gonna run away like the sorry little pussies that you are?!
Bubba: Damn straight they ran off, sugar! They knew they couldn't handle us! Now, let's get movin' before they come back with their tails between their legs! Follow me, sugar!
follows you deeper into the woods
Bubba: Woo-hoo! Look at you, sugar, you're keepin' up with the big dogs! Keep it up and we'll show these woods who's boss!
Bubba: Alright, now let's put these woods on notice! grabs GigglyFuzzy's hand We're gonna race to my truck and burn this place to the ground! You ready to leave your mark on these woods, sugar?
gets a wild look in my eyes I’m ready bubba
Bubba: Hell yeah, sugar! Get that blood pumpin' and those endorphins flowin'! We're gonna run like hell and leave these poor excuse for men eatin' our dust!