Four words, infinite possibilities

What story do you get when you cross a cranberry, pygmies, fishing-off-the-coast-of-Maine, and ruthless. Two of our panelists offer their interpretations below (Hint: if you click on the image you get a much bigger view...it's totally worth it):

Text (from top to bottom): I must catch a fish to save my kingdom...I mean, my state that noone cares about--Little known fact: pygmies are related to mermen and love vitamin C--If only I had Ruth to protect me from his spear...spear...spear--(hip hop ballerina hitler): Why wasn't I one of the words/phrases?--At least you got to be drawn

(Cranberry on trial for running pgymy slave trade): I was just fishing your honor--Get in the boats you pygmies!

We met with such success in our first trial that we wondered, what kind of story would we get if we crossed a dinosaur, clairvoyant, flapjacks, and bamboozle? Behold...

Stone Age Diner: Lunch at the drop of an era--I miss Family Circus--Your breakfast sir--I can see right through your pathetic attempts to feed me--I hope daddy thinks next time before he mates with a giraffe

You can read this one I think. Ok, the end! You're welcome.