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O'Cutleybits' story fits together nicely. Why else would he be out and about with a garbage bag and a machete? You offer to help him make a nice rabbit gumbo. Maybe that will help you take your mind off of your friends' glee at your soiled pants. Father O'Cutleybits graciously accepts your offer, and starts digging through his sack for rabbits. After a few unproductive minutes, he asks you to come over and help him grab one that's deep in the sack. You stick your head in to take a look around, but there are no rabbits to be found. You ask him where the rabbit could be, or at least you try to before he twists the bag around your head with one hand and assails you with punches. You freak out and start flailing like a spaz. Luckily, one of your wild punches hits O'Cutleybits in his ol' Cutley bits, and he relinquishes his hole on the bag.
You take a couple steps back and launch into a series of intimidating poses which you are confident will enhance your prowess at the martial arts. After a minute or two, you are positive that your ridiculous posturing and Bruce Lee squealing have enhanced your strength. You strike one last pose and motion for O'Cutleybits to "come here." Unfortunately, he is way ahead of you, and he uses the time spent on your little warm-up to get behind you. He brings his machete down right on your neck, and takes your head clean off.
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