Well, tomorrow's the big day. We got enough people to get down there and finish this in one go... I hope. This time... it ain't like last time, I got a feeling.
I'm sure King Hippo's gonna be ticked off, and he's gonna be expectin' me. And he's gonna be hoppin' around his throne room screamin' "Rutabega Candied Yams!" or some inscrutable crap like that, and he's gonna have that little guy with the hat with him, and that guy's gonna be all "Hey, where the hell is Doc Louis? We have such sights to show him. We want to feed him his own teeth." or crap like that. Well that's gonna have to wait. He's gonna need a rain check! A check of the rain. But he's gonna know I'm behind it. Even if we kick his big ol' butt back to normal, he's gonna be ticked at me. The price I gotta pay, I guess.
The good news is that King Hippo is a big scary lummox incapable of standing up on his own power. If we can knock him down, this thing's gonna be over. The bad news is that the armed wing of the Hippo Island guards are kinda loyal to the guy, even when he's acting like a jerk.
I been lookin' over the other boxers thoughts. Some of them are worried, some of them are itchin' for a fight, and some of them are just stone cold crazy. But they're a good bunch, I reckon. I think we're gonna get out of this okay. It occurs to me that I totally forgot to arrange group travel TO the island though. They're all gonna arrive piecemeal! Coordinating them's gonna be a mess, and I can't set foot on the island. I'm gonna have to call in a favor to get someone to meet them all at the airport, flag em down and get them their equipment.. And he's Not gonna be happy...