HOMEWARD BOUND: PROLOGUE 4
CW: EYESTRAIN
STAN: Alright so it's kind of a long story that's got a buncha background to it, but basically there was this one gang o' outlaws at the saloon that fateful day, people call 'em 'The Boys'. They was quarrelin' with some other gang that's real unimportant in Butters' story here, so I'll spare you the introduction.
STAN: Anyways, the quarrel escalated real quick 'n a bar fight broke out. Boy, fists were flying, I tell you!
KYLE: ..right.
STAN: Yep, then one of the fellers figured he might need a better weapon or somethin.
STAN: He swooped in, snatched the bottle Butters was pourin' right out of his hand...
STAN: .....and shattered it on the counter.
STAN: Shards flew everywhere.
STAN: And one of them hit...
KYLE: Butter's eye..?
STAN: Bullseye!
STAN: Heh.
KYLE: ....Ouch..
STAN: Must've hurt like a bitch, the way the shard was covered in whiskey.
STAN: ...and the way it was. a shard.
STAN: Oh don't worry though, idiot who did it was courteous enough to escort Butters out of the warzone n' pay the doctor's fee for 'em.
KYLE: Huh!
STAN: See, not all of us bandits are complete pricks!
STAN: I am, however.
KYLE:
STAN: I'm kidding, geez! Did they not have a sense of humor where you come from?
KYLE:
KYLE: Not really. No.
STAN:
STAN: Ah
STAN: Oh well, looks like I got one more thing to teach you, this will be a difficult, a sense of humor might take many a years to master, 'specially for someone like you.
KYLE:
(SPARKY: I know what you are.)
STAN: Anyhow, that was the story you wanted. I dunno if I relayed this correctly. I wasn't there you know, 'n Butters IS the type to sugarcoat things, so maybe it was a lot worse in actuality. Then again, he also tends to overdramatize everything. Hm. It's a hit or miss with him really..
STAN: I wonder where those outlaws are right now actually, y'know me an-
STAN: Oh hey, there he is right now!
KYLE: ?!?!!!!!!!!!!?! HUH
