<picks up phone>
*BRRRRRRRRING!* BRRRRRRRRRRRING!* BRRRRRRRRRING!*
<click> Yes?
LeRoy: Uh, Kim...
KRolling: *sigh* OK, what's your problem now?
LeRoy: It's not me, Kim, it's Mav! Remember when I told Kroma and Likkerpig to go over to see what Mav was doin' so they'd leave me alone? Well, THEY TOOK ME SERIOUSLY! THEY'RE EVEN TAKIN' THE GOOSE GREASE WITH 'EM THIS TIME!
KRolling: <shudders> I'll be over there as quick as I can. AND BRING YER SHOTGUN!
Again, the SSCF paint truck careens recklessly through the trailer park, stopping only briefly to pick up LeRoy along the way. They finally come to a skidding stop in Maverick's yard.
Kroma and Likkerpig: *BLAM!* *BLAM!* *BLAM!* WHERE'S THE 18 YEAR OLD?!
Maverick: <whimper>
Likkerpig: Kroma, I got the rope tied to the door. Put yer girth into it and give it a good tug!
KRolling: Not so fast, guys.
Likkerpig and Kroma: Ah, not you again!
LeRoy jumps out of the truck and pumps his shotgun <click, click>
Kroma: Hey, LeRoy! Yer still welcome to join us...that is...if'n yer man enough <snicker>
LeRoy: No thanks, guys, I'll pass <brandishes shotgun>
KRolling: Get outta my way, fellas. I got a chore for Maverick.
Likkerpig: That ain't workin' this time, Missy. We're gonna "initiate" Mavvy-Poo come Hades or high water!
KRolling: *WHOOSH!* Don't forget rolling pins! <brandishes rolling pin>
Kroma: HA! Your weapons are no match for my unparalleled beauty! <begins to lift tutu>
LeRoy and Kim promptly don very opaque glasses.
Kroma: Darn!
Resembling the Men in Black at this point, LeRoy and Kim march up to the door and knock.
*knock* knock* *knock*
Maverick: <crying> GO AWAY!
LeRoy: Don't worry, Mav, it's just us.
KRolling: <comforting tone> Come on out. It's all right. Those freak country hicks won't be able to hurt you anymore.
Maverick: <whimper>
LeRoy: Here, Kim, hold this <hands Kim shotgun and kicks down door>
LeRoy goes into the trailer and comes back out holding Maverick, still sniveling, by the scruff of the neck and tosses him into the truck. Kim and LeRoy get back into the truck and drive away with Kroma and Likkerpig shouting curses in their wake.
Maverick: <wipes tears from eyes> Gee, thanks, guys. If it wasn't for you two, they woulda...woulda...oh, it's too terrible to think about!
KRolling: You're very welcome, Maverick, but our services come with a price.
Maverick: Name it.
LeRoy: Yer gonna clean that "Hooch, bake me a pie!" that you did off our wall.
Maverick: &*%$$#&*$#!@#%&*^$!