I will help the weird little red mole person (because pissing off a small person capable of creating a magical cartoon trap seems like a bad idea)...but before I venture into the terrifying woods to confront the source of the unnaturally fast growing plant-life (and here my mind chooses to supply gruesome images and musical numbers from "Little Shop of Horrors" )...I really need that Hooch more than ever. So I set off towards the bay, more determined than before to fortify myself with some liquid libation before I tackle the crazy mole-man's problems.


lol, Zig's suggestion cracked me up.