NOTICE : giant raisin quit for good, because he got chewed up by giant dog, lol-i mean, *sobs* anyway, on with the show!
dude with knife : *stabs* piyow! take THAT! hehehehe
guy with gun : *blood spills everywhere* you will diiiiiieeeeeeeeee!!!!!!! *pulls trigger*
dude with knife : blehhh.....*rolls over and dies*
guy with gun : *what the crap?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!??!?!??!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!??!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!
MEANWHILE, whilst you contemplate guy with gun's statement of 'what the crap,' back at HQ.....
picco : ba! you, shall die. (teehee, i love roleplaying!) *giggles insanely*
big purple thing : (sshhh! cut it out, you're killing my roleplay chi!) NO! it is you, my arch enemy, follymier, who shall die! *sucker punches*
both : ehy what the crap who's that?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? the crap!
garurumon : you may call me the angel of death....
picco : what-WHAT?! hey i know who you are! *winks* you ish garurumon!
ga : well, most just call me ga, cause that's all they have time to say before i slaughter them!!! rawr! *slaughters*
piccolo : oh dear! *tackles*
*EOMD arrives*
eomd : what the crapp happened here?!
piccolo : they're both out, let's go! *to infinity, and beyond*
eomd : man this is takin forever!
piccolo : yeah i know, oh snapp! ~vrrroooooommmm~
yellow astronaut : take me to your...leader? *snatches*
big purple thing : what'd i ever do to you, huh?! *sobs*
yellow astronaut : there's this bear who's got cancer, he needs YOUR help! *so grab your backpakcs, let's go, you can lead the way, hey! d-d-d-dora, d-d-d-dora yeah yeah!*
*TOTAL silence* *EVERYONE in awe*
yellow astronaut : so anyway, here we are, see ya chumps!
blue bear : i have cancer, in my left butt cheak. i heard you two are the only ones who know CPR, so i figured i'd get your help.
piccolo : what's CPR gotta do with cancer?
blue bear : absolutely nothing. anyway, are you helpin or what?!
big purple thing : well, guy with gun and dude with knife did disect a frog together once in the 3rd grade, back when they were best buds. maybe they could help....
THUS! : A HUGE SECRET IS REVEALED! guy with gun and dude with knife used to be FRIENDS! what will come of this?! what is the world coming to when arch rivals used to be best friends?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??! ab haha ahahahaha bababab he ha!
meanwhile, back at...err, erm, *cough* the paper towel, floored, place, yeah....
yellow astronaut : mwaha! i overheard you two used to be tight!
dude with knife :
oh my God i can't even fathom or believe she even said that to you! ugh! i would drop her like a hot potato, mmm mmm mm, i'm telling you sister....
guy with gun : yeah i mean, oh my God, we're not alone! hurry, beat me up or something!
yellow astronaut : why's everyone ignore me?!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?!?!?!?!?!??!?!?! i said I OVERHEARD YOU TWO USED TO BE TIGHT!!!!! urgh, this is exactly the kind of phsycological incident it would take for me to want to...conquer the world or something with a huge laser beam, yeah, then everyone would know my name....
yellow astronaut : anyway, you two wanna disect something or something?
guy with gun and dude with knife : di...sect....? *starts dreaming o fgood ol' days* *dreams of running in fields of flowers towards eachother* *dream is interrupted because while running in the dream guy with gun tripped and fell into some thorny roses and got all cut up* *they both start crying in the dream* *they both start sobbing....not in the dream*
yellow astronaut : *sobs with them* why's everyone ignore me?!?!?!?!?!?!?!? whaaaaa........
guy with gun : anyway, we should go release ebil dolly again, huh?
dude with knife : oh definitely. *they go*
dude with knife : we need some one to oversee the operation, will you help us?
ebil dolly : .....mwahahahahaha! ...yes, i will.
guy with gun and dude with knife : we are here to help.
blue bear : ...oh...kay.
*goes to durgical procedures room*
dude with knife : lets begin, operation : open-butt surgery guy with gun, scissors please.
guy with gun : *hands scissors to him*
guy with gun : we have no novacaine, sir. whatever shall we do?
dude with knife : we'll just have to do it in one quick snip. blue bear, you do understand that the cancer is so deep, we have to totally remove your left butt cheak. you will be scarred for life, you will never be the same, and you will sit lop-sided. this is beyond any cosmetic repair. once it's done, you can say goodbye to ever having a complete tush again.
blue bear : *sobbing* i-i understand...just do it.
guy with gun : i can't look! *sniffles* *turns away*
(one week later) blue bear : i'm so gald to be getting interviewed by the discovering stupidity channel, it's truly an honor. everything is going great, other than i can't really control my bowel movements and crap like that, and i still can't sit right, and i automatically roll to my right side when lying down, things are great. and hopefully the bleeding from the huge opening in my butt will heal up soon and stop bleeding. all thanks go to ebil dolly, whom without, the operation would've still gone exaclty the smae, but i was just glad she was there. *wipes tears*
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