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RALPHIE V MAKES HER VERY TRAMPLE-Y DEBUT

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Handler One: Ralphie, that's a good girl.

Handler Two: Man, she's flipping me out right now.

Ralphie: Trample. Kill. Ram. Trample. Gore. Crush crush trample. Fear. Two legs everywhere. Trample them all. Desperate hunger for grass. Kill.

Handler Three: We've got to go in two.

Handler One: Look at her eyes. It's just one pit of black surrounded by white fear. God, that's unnerving.

Ralphie V: Hunger. All that grass. Must crush, then eat. Sun. Buffalo in heaven. Demand blood. Ram. Stomp. Run. Kick. Destroy two legs.

Hander Two: Where's Trey? He's supposed to be here. We can't do this with just three handlers.

Handler Three: We ready to go?

Trey, Handler Four: Hey, guys, when are we---AAAIIIIGGGHHHHH

Handler one, hanging on for dear life: OH GOD HER EYES HAAAAIIIIIILLLLLP!

Ralphie: OPEN SPACE RUN KILL.

Handler Four: My insides feels leaky and warm...I can't feel...my...hands...

Handler One: I CAN'T HOLD ON JESUS CHRIST WHY THE HELL DO WE HAVE A BUFFALO THEY DON'T LIKE LEASHES!!!!

Dan Hawkins: Well done, boys! That's a division one football mascot!

Ralphie: Sun. Grass. Trampled. Yes. Suddenly tired. Hungry. Stop.

Handler One: MY SHOULDER! OH GOD MY SHOULDER!

Hawkins: Can we get her to skydive onto the field? And then trample someone? That would be EPIC.

(HT: Rashaan Salaam)