Stroker and Hoop2004

[Hoop creates a Coroner Rick voodoo doll to send a message to the crew]

Coroner Rick:
Ow! Dammit, Porsche! I told you no fingernails on the back!

Porsche:
I'm not!

Coroner Rick:
OW! Dammit, Double-Wide. You, too.

Double-Wide:
It's not me, man.

Coroner Rick:
AAAH! MY BACK! MY BACK!

Double-Wide:
Hold on. It's writing.

[Double-Wide reads the letters on Coroner's back while it writes]

Double-Wide:
"Help! I'm trapped at the New Hampshire Fuzzy Bear Factory". It must be from Hoop!

Coroner Rick:
Can't that mother abbreviate "N.H."? N.H.

Double-Wide:
[continues reading] "It's in Haiti...1341 Port Av Prince Boulevard Northwest".

Coroner Rick:
[still in pain]

Double-Wide:
"It's swarming with (please turn to front)

Coroner Rick:
Damn it!

[switches the side of Coroner Rick's stomach to finish the message]

Double-Wide:
"Zombies! Bring help! Thanks, your pal, Hoop". Wow, zombies!

Coroner Rick:
Oh, thank god that's over.

[Hoop continues to write one last thing]

Coroner Rick:
[screams in torture]

Double-Wide:
"P.S...."