He yawns as he looks around him. * " hm, where is my meat clever, and my axe?" * * " bro needs to quit misplacing my 'tool's ' ." *

* " what's the difference between a baby and knitting?" * * " knitting is weaved by two needles and one ball, but the baby has been -->

--> made with one needle and two balls." * * " ah? how'bout that?" *

* " i'm feeling quiet murder-ry, today." *

Time to place more bear traps. The hunter lays a trap for his prey.

* " nice, very." *

* " anyone up to try some, 'finger' food?" * * " hm?" *

* " because he has no arms, simple." *

He's going to throw one of the 'finger' dogs at Aliza.

* " where do ya find a dog with no legs?" * * " right where you left it." *

Too late, he throws one at Aliza.

He's too lazy to chase her, his bear traps well help him out, surely.

He followed the scream. What do ya know, the bear traps did do their job. * " wow, this was unexpected." *

He stares down at her, with his creepy smile as usual. * " darn, seems like you're stuck in a 'tight' situation, huh?" *

His creepy smile grew a bit more. * " i know, funny right?" *

* cleaver.

* " none of us do." *

* " anyone want a hotdog?" *

Or a head dog?