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Garmel stirs his cooking pot somewhere out in the wilderness; singing to himself a very famous, very particular, very non-canon phrase. "Boil 'em mash 'em, stick 'em in a stoo."

Garmel reads Bungo's stupid advertisement, rubbing his chin as he thinks aloud to himself: "When teh 'ell did weh star' acceptin' dem stupideh bigg'un mina'er as pa'ment. Gettin' moar an' moar impropah evarry fawkin' day! Wot nex'? Shoes?" He chuckles to himself at the thought of Halflings wearing shoes. "Neva' evah!" he whispers under his breath "Fawkin' Impropah."

Garmel turns to Milo, who had been watching this event the whole time in the shadows. "Well ****," Garmel exclaims.

Garmel sheds a tear thinking of ol' cluckers from his childhood, and how he died. He vowed to never forget- and to never forgive

"QUEEN OF THE NORTH!" Garmel slowly raises a fist in the air, his bumble bee outfit seeming out of place.

Garmel chuckles getting ready for the butt-hurtness of his fellow halflings

*A scribbled note is taped to the bottom of the page reading...* Mistah Fumbal ah need un of em... er wot was it..- oh yeh un bumble bee outfit fer meh please!"

"Bull shiet!" Garmel slams his fist into his table

"Un 'undred woo'en shovels!" Garmel raises a fist in the air confident that he will win

Garmel goes to flip a mina trying to decide between no government or the elder system.

Garmel shrugs as he wakes up, continuing to go about his day of adjusting glasses and acting dumb

Katari sees a Halfling running to him, he gasps- out of breath "Mistah katareh- yeh see tah shog tournah siogn uph- I 'ave nuh par'ner- yeh wannah beh mione?"

Garmel frowns taking a seat "Mistah fumble i' storeh time with bigg'uns agai'!?"

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