Caramello was a cool kind of koala and all

Caramello was a cool kind of koala and all of his friends agreed. He went with the flow. Caramello was considering starting his own hip hop band. He asked his friend

Cocoa to lay down some beatbox while Caramello tested out some rap lyrics with his ghetto blaster on dub. Dude koalas wanted to be Caramello, chick koalas wanted to be with him.

When Caramello and Cocoa threw a koala hip-hop concert, eucalyptus smoke filled the air. Everyone was like "heeeeey, oooooh." They didn't see the undercover Dingoes

who'd infiltrated the audience wearing Doala the Koala mascot costumes but the crowd was so high on eukalytpus fumes they didn't notice. Then Kid Koala took the stage with MC Marsu

and began their concert. For the first two hours, things were normal. But then, the Fauxala the Koalas jumped to the stage, pushed the others off, and began to list their demands.

They demanded their original environment back from the grand theft pranksters. The trees were not firewood, they lived there! Fauxala Koala and family were flabbergasted at their

flat faced fibs. Fauxala Koala called in a few favors and a stiff kick where it was needed to fight that fight. The pranksters finally understood that they had bitten off more than

just their fingernails, and were left with bloody stumps where their hands used to be. They called upon Fauxala Koala to be their hands for them, but their pitiful mews were met

with Fauxala Koala turning her black nose up to their outstretched bloody stumps. “Do you really think I want to spend my time being your hands?!?” They said “Bitch!” in unison and

would have given her the finger, except...yeah. I wish there was a better end to this story but the truth is, they soon bled out & were later devoured by some hungry homeless rats.