Well I didn't miss you (sniff). No not one bit. I just moped, ah, I mean I just hung around the He-Man-Woman-Haters Camp, lookin' at the abandoned hot-tub accross the lake. Good riddance! is what I said. Don't need no woman sickin' th dobbies after me and the boys anyways. And don't go tryin' to sweet-talk yer way up to the camp-fire for my bone-on ribeyes that are cookin' on a spit over the camfire. Nope. You left us. No s'mores for you, no hot chocolate.
Of course I missed ya. I was goin' nuts witoutcha.
Me and the boys, we didn't know what to do wit ourselves. Am I right boys? Whooo Hoo. Bug's is back. There's gonna be high times on the lake again. I can smell the crawdads 'n shrimps a-cookin right now. And with Kimbaby showin' up as well, well now we can have a proper hootenany.
Seeeeeeya; Goodweed of the North