Fuck n a bud..

They come at night..

Hear em rustlin in the bushes lookin for plastic Easter Eggs full of milk duds..

Git all thirsty an drink right off the Damn end of it..

They git there Katanas hung up in the bushes..

Here a faint curse word er two..

But ya gotta be careful around Spider Monkeys..

Don't show em yet teeth..

They take it as a mateing challenge..