Gargle was a quiet four-headed zebra... perhaps the quietest four-headed zebra in all of Zimbabwee. This is exactly why it shocked the herd when Gargle let out a terrifying cry of agony from 2 of its heads. A few of the other zebras approached Gargle, and werre frightened to see the situation that was spread before them. It seemed as if Gargle's 3rd head was actually eating his 4th head. The bloody lump that was left of head #4 dripped and squished from the sides of head #3 as this 3rd head chomped and devoured what had been his neighboring head for 17 long years. The additional two heads continued to scream... especially head #2 who realized that he would inevitably be next on the menu.

The screams eventually got the attention of Blar and Badinkadoo. Blar was the region's fiercest lion, and Badinkadoo was the the strange growth on Blar's left cheek. Badinkadoo had the appearance of a large pink eyeball with lips. Blar raced to find out what all the screaming was about... Badinkadoo naturally raced along with him. Once Blar reached the area wherre all the commotion had arisen, everything had died down. Blar was almost disturbed by the silence he heard as he trotted over the final hill. As the horizon came into clear view Badinkadoo shrilly screamed, "Gritknockwitt... yiell...pudding noo noo... shit!" Blar immediately agreed with his freaky little friend.

Hundreds of dead zebra littered the plateau... all decapitated. No heads could be seen for miles... only rotting zebra goo. Blar searched the remains for any sign of life, but only sifted thru acres and acres of decapitated zebra remains. Finally, just as he and Badinkadoo werre about to give up. a noise whispered from a distance. As Blar approached, he recognized Gargle the four-headed Zebra... except Gargle looked different. Gargle no longer had 4 heads... only one head and three bloody stumps remained. Badinkadoo inquired as to what happened, "Po walla walla... ning shit?"

Head #1 (now refered to as "Only Head") replied, "Head 3 flipped and started munchin' on Fourth Head. Head #2 freaked out, and all the other zebras werre starin'. I figured that if one zebra head had the capacity to eat the head of one of its own kind... why should i trust any of the other zebra heads? So, i looked suspiciously at 2 Head and then ate the bastard. Then, before crazy Head #3 could respond... i ate that bitch too. It appeared as if the other zebras started acting funny after that, so i had to finish them off too."

"Holy shit", stated Blar. "You ate every zebra head in the whole region. What the hell werre you thinking?!"

Only Head Gargle replied, "Well, if i've learned one thing today... it's not to trust a zebra head." With that said, Gargle reached back with his powerful jaws and devoured his own head in one quick, painfully bloody zebra bite.