
Red Coneman: “Bwuh?”
Madstache Coneman: “Great roll laddie!”

Madstache Coneman: “Now watch as I krump the blighter!” Red Coneman: “What on the land is going on?” Blue Coneman: *whimpering*

With might of mind, a mighty krump! A horrid squelch!

Red Coneman: “Did you guys do some sort of ritual or something, a mustache? Conemen can have mustaches? Speak villain!”
Madstache Coneman: “A flower? Wait, what happened to the lassie?”
The Blue Coneman, understandably fainted.
Where had the orange conegirl gone to?