Deep within the woods of Townsvile, a bango is heard playing. Anyone who's been in Townsvile knows to keep themselves away from the area, else they'd have their heads blown off by the player's shotgun. The said shotgun, to which most of town's people know it as the 'boom stick.' Deep within the forest, the pink monster plays his bango in peace while rockin on his rocking chair in front of his wooden house. Everyone knows that when the music is playing, the said monster is at peace. In fact, he's the only creature ever to stay within Townsvile even after constantly beaten by the girls. But of course, it was difficult for him to be easily rid of, with the strength to trample the girls and being that he was here first even before the girls. So in some sense, he's a civilian of Townsvile. His name?<br/><br/>Fuzzy Lumpkins.<br/><br/>The finger of his moved with rhythm and pride of his country: his southern country. Even though he wore blue overalls and had two white attenas, he was just as southern as any of them. Playing the bango, enjoying some beer and good ol fun time. While it may be barberic to some, it was his way of living, and they'll have to either accept it or get out of his property.<br/><br/>For the past few decade, Fuzzy has been pretty quiet...or at least as quiet as he could be. The guy hasn't been causing as much trouble as usually does, which saved him some lumps from the Power Puff girls. Nah, the fuzzy bear-like creature had other things to attend to. Like working on his music, meeting families, and been working out to be the big strong creature his dad and family members raised him to be.<br/><br/>Fuzzy played a few more notes before resting his fingers at ease. It was then he looked at his watch, which showed what time it was. It was still the early morning, but he still couldn't wait. "OOOOOOOOOOO BOY!" The male said with his strong accent. "I cants wait till the mail man get here!"<br/><br/>A month ago, there was a wrestling contest held just on the outskirts of Townsvile. Loving physical competition, he entered the said sport. The prize? A monster truck. Even though he saw the competitors, he was the least bit intimidated. In fact, his only true competitor was one of the Powerpuff girls. Out of the three, he figured Buttercup wouldn't waste time to enter. Thankfully, she was never there...probably out fighting a monster. In either case, the guy stomped one opponent after another, all of them lasted no more then two minutes, except the final round. That one lasted five minutes, but he only stalled it slightly cause he wanted to give the audience there a show. Finally, but not surprisingly, Fuzzy rained surpreme. The prize was then given to him and would arrive in one month. That month should be now.<br/><br/>"HOOOOOOOOOOOOO-WEEEEEEEEEE!" The creature jumped up excitedly. "I know Townsvile will be suuuuuuuuper jealous when I drive in their 'C-ment' road."