During one of my old group's last Pathfinder games, we went into a fleshy maze of horrors that dealt sanity damage. My Gunslinger got separated with the Brawler (a good friend of his) and the Warpriest (who he was increasingly at odds with), and gradually started getting more fed up with each other, pretty sure we almost came to blows.
But also because we were incapable of taking things seriously, I also kept adding "yeehaw" at the end of his sentences increasingly, culminating in "You've yee'd your last haw, yeehaw. >: (" when we finally found something else to fight.
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