IG: Hey, did you see what happened to Zag last night?
MOG: That was fucked up.
YEG: Why, what happened?
NUG: You better hope it never happens to you.
YEG: What was it? I was getting my wife out from under a rock. What happened to Zag?
MOG: A big thing of light came out of the sky. It totally set him on fire.
NUG: Divine judgment. Of the gods.
MOG: In fact, this fire we're making lunch over? It's what's left of Zag.
YEG: I thought it looked kind of familiar.
NUG: And it'll happen again. Make no mistake.
IG: Wait, hold on, what are you talking about?
NUG: The gods. They were punishing Zag. For, uh, for being bad. For not obeying them.
MOG: I thought it was probably that.
YEG: Who are the gods?
MOG: Duh, dude. They're the, they're, uh…they punish you when you're bad. They're the ones who do that.
NUG: Remember a couple of weeks back when I said that Gur should give me that tooth-saw he wasn't even using anyway, and he didn't, and then he got the throw-up disease and we had to bury his remains away from where the wolves take a dump? They did that too.
IG: I wish there was some way to make them happy.
NUG: Well, it just so happens that I talk to them.
YEG: Talk to who? I don't even know what you're talking about.
MOG: Shhh! We're trying to listen to what we should do to make the gobs happy.
NUG: Anyway, I talk to them sometimes. That big rumbling sound, before the light came down and burned up Zag? That was them, talking to me.
IG: How do you know how to talk to them?
MOG: Obviously, they taught him. With magic.
NUG: Exactly. And they said, we're going to burn up that guy, because, because he wasn't pleasing us. And our mightiness.
YEG: Well, great. What do we do now?
NUG: Say, how's your wife feeling?