"Not to p!ss in anyone's breakfast," says Buurt after eating some of his sweet meats. "But, what's outside, ain't gonna change short of open revolt and we ain't got those numbers."
"Sure, it's messed up," states Buurt with a lazy thumb jerk in the direction of the carnival. "It's the nature of law and order, though. You can either be free or civilized, it's d@mn hard to be both."
"Speakin' of which," adds Buurt. "Are we gonna keep trying to take out those nasties in the sewer or are we gonna tell someone about it and let them have a go? I'm good, either way, but it's sounding like you've been beating your head against them for awhile."
After another bite of sweet meats, washed down with that milk and cornbread mixture, Buurt finishes by asking, "I'm with you all, either way, if you'll have me. Speaking of which, do I get a cut, too."