This morning me am standing outside my cave taking a morning piss. Some little gubment person came by and am told me I have to am stay in my cave for am three weeks! Then the little fuker am wanted to know how many people live in URG's cave. So URG am pissed on him and whacked hims on hims head with club! Little fuker am ran off crying and uh bawling! They am not make gubment people tuff like they am used to.
Some days urg makes me proud to be his friend. Then there are the days that he steals my beer and fucks my woman. Somedays he gets that backwards.-Lothar
"Those were good days. Sitting around the campfires, eating dinosaur meat, and clubbing our wimmens in the head. I dream of those days sometimes. When Urg would make speeches and lead us to victory over the neighboring tribes. Good days, man. Good days." -Grimm