Scott's funeral.

[Scott McLamok]

Pass where?

[lass of something much]

To the underworld!

[Scott McLamok]

Ahh!

[lass of something much]

*Pounces into a blue jug*

[Scott McLamok]

*Trips*

[lass of something much]

O.O

[Scott McLamok]

*Falls*

[lass of something much]

*The jug in which Lass is confined begins to roll down a largeish cliff*

[Scott McLamok]

*Recovers, falls* Gah! *Rolls down the hill faster than Lass*

[lass of something much]

*is being bashed about*

[Scott McLamok]

*Jar roles over him*

[lass of something much]

*Clings to the side*

[Scott McLamok]

*Le crushed*

[lass of something much]

*The jug shatters*

[Scott McLamok]

*Piece of the jug digs into his spine*