Tigtone

Lord!

Festuuuussss!

Slave troll, get me my sword!

Lord festus, the sadist of camphor!

Ha ha, I think I'm gone learn ya real good!

'bout me being the most credible dang threat you ever did see!

Those are big words coming from a big head.

But I'll show you what a real credible threat looks like,

When we are face to face!

It looks like me!

Partner up!

[ tigtone and helpy screaming in slow-motion ]

This gon' be the sadist night of my life.

Huh?

Aah!

[ muffled grunting, blows landing ]

Festus, you half-naked coward!

you mean half-naked,

Credible threat!

Allow me to "innerduce" my half-troll, half-me son,

Festroll!

This is the end of the line -- your blood line!

Get in there, hit 'im!

Tigtone, I think festroll wants a snack.

Snack?

Yes, how about a little helpy!

Congratulations!

It's a helpy! Gross!

You killed my only one!

After all these years of us fighting,

It's finally personal.

You brought a sword?

To a fist fight?

Yer right, tigtone.

Here, hold this. Aah!

Let's do this the ol' fashion way.

With honor... And dignity.

That wasn't so hard, now, was it?

Why, tigtone?

All I've ever done to you, I've done to you!

Please, have mercy on me.

You are no credible threat --

Oh, you are a bad credible threat.

No!

You shoulda kilt me every time ya had the chance, tigtone!

Not so back, festus.

What'n the hell'er you doin' alive?!

Don't come no closer...

...Or the troll gets it.

Do what he says!

He's crazy.

Aah! Two can play that fun game!

Don't worry about me, tigtone!

Take the shot!

Aw, dang! Called my bluff!

Aah!

Good use of me again, tigtone!

Show yourself!

Okee-dokee!