(After being Kidnapped by an Indigenous tribe of..... Talking Buffalo, of all things,..... You have been taken to see their Chief. "Chief Thunder-Hooves.")

(He Snorts at you from the Other side of the campfire)

"We have a Long and Winding Stampeding trail, we have Run upon for Many Generations."

(He closes his eyes in a Melancholy tone)

"My father Stampeded upon these grounds. And His father before Him, And His father before Him, And His father before Him,...."

(He realizes you Might get the Idea)

Ahem "It is a Sacred Tradition to run the Path Every year."

(His face Slowly Hardens with rage)

"But THIS Year....You and YOUR People-......"

(He Starts Snorting with Rage, Unable to finish his Sentence)