Scott's funeral.

[Sebias of Redwall]

....I eat dog poop....It has a use....

Scott!!!! Don't do that!!!

Also, I'd happily sing for you.

Hear that, bro? *Pushes Scott forward* Go on, she doesn't volunteer often. Good luck, man!

[Scott McLamok]

......*Scared*

[Sebias of Redwall]

Don't worry about it  Just dewit

[Scott McLamok]

........*Help 911*

[lass of something much]

Don't worry, you don't need to listen, you're not missing anything.

[Scott McLamok]

Nono not what I meant!

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Leaves suddenly*

...

*Returns with a fancy hat on* What seems to be the problem?

Don't worry, you don't need to listen, you're not missing anything.

Lies! (About the second part)

[lass of something much]

Nono not what I meant!

Then what did you mean?

[Scott McLamok]

I just um.....Geh...Nyeh......Have you ever had a dream that, that, um, that you had, uh, that you had to, you could, you do, you wit, you wa, you could do so, you do you could, you want, you wanted him to do you so much you could do anything?

[lass of something much]

...What?

[Sebias of Redwall]

*Is also confused*

So... No funeral?

[lass of something much]

Nah, now it's my turn, I've been waiting.

[Sebias of Redwall]

Oh, right.

*Begins digging hole with backhoe*

[lass of something much]

Thank you.

[Sebias of Redwall]

No problem! It's the least I can do. *Makes a hole big enough for a swimming pool*