Dung Beetle Interview by: LucybonesSquirrel
*At the Poo Cabin, where the beetle is waiting.*
Dung Beetle: YAAAWN! That gal better hurry up now, or I will deny this interview of hers, cause' I've got dung beetles to serve.
*LucybonesSquirrel walks in while panting.*
LucybonesSquirrel: *Phew* Finally here.
Dung Beetle: Hi, alright there. How y're doing?
LucybonesSquirrel: Hi, how you're doing.
Dung Beetle: Well, why don't you come in now. Yeah, sit down. What do you want?
LucybonesSquirrel: Ah... this place really smells.
Dung Beetle: Ah, yeah we're like #¤%@ting dung beetles. We roll poo around. #%¤@ knows what's for.
LucybonesSquirrel: Oh, really.
Dung Beetle: So you wanted to interview me poor beetle huh? It better be quick, cos' I got dung beetles to serve poo balls for.
LucybonesSquirrel: Yeah, I heard that. So... WHY do you guys live in a mountain like this?
Dung Beetle: You wanna know why?? Alright. That is because we're dung beetles. It's our job to get those cows down there to crap, and of their poo we make poo balls for others to play with.
LucybonesSquirrel: Oh, fascinating... you tend to block off the entrance to the poo mountain cave. Why are you doing that?
Dung Beetle: C'mon. You do play Bad Fur Day, don't ya? Well, it is because of the recent dangers that would pose trouble for visitors and beetles alike. You see, that thing in there has recently sprung out off the shité, and many of our friends have begun disappearing due to that thing taking them and drowning them in the poo lake inside.
LucybonesSquirrel: You mean The Great Mighty Poo?
Dung Beetle: Look. I don't friggin' know what the hell that thing is, and don't say things like that in front of me. There's no one mightier than us beetles! You hear it?!!
LucybonesSquirrel: Do you even look that mighty?
Dung Beetle: Ah shut up. Well, I'm just saying things out of thin air right now, but whatever that thing in the poo cave is, we better hope that it'll vanish one day.
LucybonesSquirrel: Ok, moving on... did you like Conker when you first met him?
Dung Beetle: He was just as annoying as hell itself. I asked him if he wanted some poo, but all he could do was shaking his head. I forced him to go down there and get the cows to crap anyway, so nothin' went to waste.
LucybonesSquirrel: You just forced him to go down there? Well, I...
Dung Beetle: Well, are we done now? I don't have much time you know, and if I don't serve my beetles then it'll be the end for this cabin. Now, go on. On your bike!
LucybonesSquirrel: But, I...
Dung Beetle: You're still here?? #¤@% OFF!!
LucybonesSquirrel: Oh, how charming of him! *leaves the cabin.*
Dung Beetle: And don't you come back again! That'll be the last time you're entering into our territory you know... what a silly-looking little bastard. Hmpf!!
*Interview #@¤%ed off*