*RD Climbs on top of his table and clears his throat*
"Friends, Tasmanian Devils, Pixies and Lecherous Old Men, lend me your ears!!!"
"The great Patron of the cantina Growltigger has spoken"
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Originally posted by Growltigger:
To paraphrase the famous bard:
I have memory and awareness, but I have no shape or form, as a disembodied spirit, I am dead and yet unborn...
I am still here, if in spirit rather than body, and planning so much cartoon violence on you all that I am afraid to even contemplate what I am up to.
Be scared, be very very scared, be prepared to eat partially cooked chicken at Monty's Casa Vieje. It gave me the squits, it will do the same to you
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"We must ready ourselves, for the oncoming assualt will be grievous. Growltigger is coming! The end will be swift unless we arm ourselves with the wit of those before us and strive for A Damn good fight. I will not lie down and feel the flames of the Red Hot Poker Cannon up my jacksy!!"
"I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me! A day may come when the courage of men fails - when we forsake our friends, and break all bonds of fellowship - but it is not this day. This day, we fight.....Ahh crap wrong film!!" 
"Who will join me?"