A Drunken Halfling Stumbles into the Vale

[Bawd 222]

A drunken Halfling stumbles into the Vale, screaming ecstatically at the top of his lungs, half of his words uninterpretable.

"Urhm guhrn tuhr guhr fush'n' 'n' 'en urhm guhrn tur drank mur buhr..." He bellows, followed by a belch. He smiles idiotically, taking off his coat and tossing it into the river. He then proceeds to scratch his hairy feet on anything in close proximity, mumbling quietly things that can't even be understood.

"Uhrm Fruhdbuhrt, 'n' ye's shoul' no' fuhrge', uhr urhm gur drank mur buhr!"

[Dalek348 1962]

Faldo looks at the strange fellow, sighed, and glanced up at the glorious melons that have suddenly sprouted from the branches of the party tree. He then returns to the hole he was digging that he intended to bury Tibb in.

[Bawd 222]

Faldo looks at the strange fellow, sighed, and glanced up at the glorious melons that have suddenly sprouted from the branches of the party tree. He then returns to the hole he was digging that he intended to bury Tibb in.

(( o-o What is that Halfling holding? xD ))

Fredbert, the drunken Halfling, belches and waves to Faldo, before losing his footing and falling onto his bottom.