Me so Hungra!

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 Mixxi Bixiebane
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(3/1/02 4:09 pm)
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Me so Hungra!
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Me so Hungra!

Reaching down into the muck of Innothule swamp, you grasp the item which caught your eye. Wiping away the mud and slime, you discover that what you thought was perhaps a lost box or treasure chest, is naught but a leatherbound book. Curiously, you flip through the waterlogged pages...

Har Har! Me dedikate dis buk to Hungra dad, Boogah. He da best ogur in all of da Oggok. Him raise me reel gud. Him was so grate and strong, but one day him was walking out of Oggok and into da Feerot, when sudenly him fall for 10,000 damage. It not make any sence, and Hungra miss him a lot.

Chaptur One - Da Beginning

Me was born in da city of Oggok. Dawter of Boogah Hungrahippo and Fatricia Hungrahippo. Da first ting me did when me popped outta Fatricia was grab da gnomeslave midwife and start to eat her head. Boogah laffed and laffed so loud dat all da other gnomeslaves ran off (da ones dat hadn't already when me was eatin' their frend).
"Har har, dat one hungra baby!" he sed.
Fatricia say "Har har! Dat grate name, Boogah!".
"What gud name? Me not say name!!!"
"Hungra gud name stupid."
"Har har! Dat is gud name, how you tink of it?"
"Me not tink of it, YOU tink of it stupid"
"How me tink of it when YOU just told it to me fatty?"
"Me not care how you tink of it, but you did, and it grate name!"

Me spend happee childhud in Oggok wit all da other ogurs. We have fun huntin da shorties and turnin 'em into pies. Dey make a lotta noise when you cook 'em but dat just make 'em taste bettur. When me got oldur, Boogah teech me to be shaman of war just like him. We follow da ways of Rallos Zek. Him all about huntin shorties and turnin 'em into pies, and me like dat in a god.

One day, me have dis feeling deep inside, dat someting grate gunna happen. Me gunna meet all dese frends and travel da world and have a grate time, and have all dese grate stories ta tell. We gonna hunt so many shorties and turn 'em into pie it be crazy.

Me find out latur dat feeling was just gas

But then, a few days latur, me have dat same feeling. Me hoped dat it not gas dis time, but only time wud tell...