Y'know the thing about a dickbutt, he's got... lifeless eyes

Black eyes, like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be livin'... until he bites ya. And those black eyes roll over white, and then... oh, then you hear that terrible high-pitch screamin'

Y'know, by the end of that first dawn... lost a hundred skittles. I dunno how many dickbutts. Maybe a thousand. I dunno how many skittles, they averaged six an hour.

Y'all know me. Know how I earn a livin'. I'll catch this bird for you, but it ain't gonna be easy. Bad meme. Not like going down the pond chasin' trogdor and pepe. This dickbutt, swallow you whole. Little shakin', little tenderizin', an' down you go.