Have you ever thrown a party and the wrong crowd shows up just to start a fight? Well, we have and the clean up the next day ain’t pretty. Oh we’re not talking busted beer bottles on the sidewalk either more like busted bodies strewn a long the streets. Time for the humans to barricade themselves indoors lick their wounds and figure out a plan. As Shaman Bob would say, “Thinking about drinking and planning a plan to save this town and all around.” Yeah um…ok Bob but our money is on the Mayor. See the head white coat and Mayor Duemass just had a pow-wow and uncovered the ungodly origins of the killer grass and devised a means of ATTACK!