Join triplets descendants of a mighty Hellhound in wacky adventures in hell...
Two are helping the princess of Hell with her new passion project while the other "works" with his hellhound girlfriend at a company called I.M.P
And things do happen!
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[At a restaurant at the Pacific Northwest, Millie and Moxxie are undercover, both disguised as a trenchcoat-wearing man. Millie is at the top, wearing a hat and mustache, reading a newspaper on Bigfoot's sightings. Moxxie, who is at the bottom, is drinking a beer, and since he's located right at the crotch level of the trenchcoat, he essentially comes across as their sentient penis. A barista comes up with another mug. Hound is on another table behind them, scrolling on his phone.]
Waiter: Does your dick need a refill?
Millie: (deep voice) No thankssss.
Waiter: Okay. (leaves)
[Blitzo kicks open the front door, dressed in disguise, complete with rollerblades, as he skates inside and sits across Hound.]
Blitzo: Eugh, another dead end. (starts reading the file) They all act like they know this sasquatch guy, but then no one sees him!
Millie: Yeaaah, something tells me they ain't the observant types.
Hound: Pfft! No shit. (Looks at the window)
[Unknown to I.M.P except for Hound, the silhouette of Bigfoot is visible in the parking lot. He peeks at them from a nearby car, then slinks into the shadows.]
Blitzo:(looking at a photo) I'm so fucking confused. They gave me, like, the world's blurriest photograph, the dude's got two names—
Moxxie:(emerges from the trenchcoat) Maybe Bigfoot is his street name. (badly acts like a rapper as hip-hop music plays) Bigfoot~!
[Record scratch]
Blitzo: Moxxie, never do that again.
Hound: Do it again, and I'll break your throat.
[Just then, Adrian, an elderly drunk, catches I.M.P's attention.]
Adrian: I done seens a squatch. (digs knife into his table]
Blitzo: Oh, yeah, ignore that guy. He's insane.
Hound: (Sarcastic) You think?
Adrian: I seens demons, too.
Blitzo: Uh-huh, sasquatch and demons, that's a lot! Why don't we just stick to the first thing for now?
Adrian: I've seen squatches aplenty! (points knife at carving of a sasquatch terrorizing a town) Down by the ol' sugar mill, squatch sleeps around on chimneys and such. (looks at a carving of his wife divorcing him) Wife disappears on me. (looks at carving of his wife running off with a sasquatch) Run off with a squatch. (looks at a carving of his brother getting killed by a sasquatch) My brother done died squatching. (looks at carving of his brother hunting the sasquatch at its den) Heard him a tale of a squatch den in the woods down by Whistler's Creek. (stabs knife and carves gash near the den) Squatch done got him. Spit out his leg bone. Open casket... Just the leg. (shows tattoo of the casket; I.M.P are annoyed and don't believe him) Rest is with the squatch.
