face paintings.
MJ: Who the hell are you!?!?
Natives: ugla-blahg-cha-cha
MJ: No I will not do the Macarena with you!
Natives: Cha-cha-ung-bungee
PAT: I think they want us to follow them
MJ: I hate the Macarena...
So they follow the Natives into a cave with many worker children smashing rocks into to tinier rocks
which will be made into even smaller rocks....no point eh?...
MJ: Where are we?
PAT: I think we are in their slave cave
MJ: When did you learn to speak english?
PAT: Ive been speaking it the whole time Mr. Jones
MJ: Sure you have... do you think this is the way to the purple gem?
PAT: I dunno... we could just go to the fair and get one
MJ: Fair Smair... Fairs are for little kids...
PAT: But I am a little kid
MJ: No time for that... look over there... do you see it!?!?.... its the gem
PAT: No thats just Elton John with his weird glasses again
MJ: Damn that Elton John and his no.1 records and platinum albums
PAT: Ok....?
MJ: Yeah... me and John had a past... a very long past...
PAT: ......
MJ: So where do you think they are going to take us?
PAT: Probably to their chief or leader or whatever they call it.
MJ: I hope thet have food or I might have to cook some rice and eat you.
PAT: Why dont you just eat the rice?
MJ: A man needs protein you ugly ass chink. I bet you have no friends do you!... I bet your just a little geek in school that no one likes.
PAT: I wish it was that way but my parents cant afford schooling
MJ: Well your still a little chink...
PAT: Whatever
As they moved along...they were met by a chief. He was covered in war paint and a shark tooth necklace.
MJ: What up Chief? How it hangin on the flip side of the hip hop bling blang?
Chief: Its been hangin good dogg...how bout you?
MJ: Smokin
PAT: Word
MJ: Lets get down to the goods dogg. Word is on the street that you have the purple gem.
Chief: I might
MJ: Well I was be wonderin ifa you coulda give it to me.
Chief: I'll give it to you under one thang... you must beat me at a break-dancing contest.
MJ: I dont know Chief... last time I busts my moves on you I beat you bad.
Chief: Do you want it or not...
MJ: Its on!
PAT: Word
MJ, PAT, and the Chief made their way to the arena...They were going all out homey!
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