Gila the Crackpot: Oh gosh! I am stressed! I can't take it anymore!
Suram the Goth: Oh, here, try this, this is a good solution for you.
Gila the Crackpot: Gaa! The pain is excruciating! I'll think about using that, Suram. Thanks. Argh! I am very stressed!
Suram the Goth: ...
(The next day...)
Cinta the Clueless Lover: *Sobz* my boyfriend ditched me. I can't live without him! *Wailing like banshee*
Suram the Goth: Oh, have you talked to him regarding your issue?
Cinta the Clueless Lover: I'll think about whether to talk to him or not. *Wailing like banshee* He doesn't love me anymore!
(The 3rd day...)
Hantu the Ghost: I've been sick for many days. This is killing me. I need cure! Give me CURE!!!
Suram the Goth: Here's the medicine for you.
Hantu the Ghost: Oh, that looks good. But I will need to think about it. Oh SAVE ME! I am in pain! The sickness is excruciating! Gaa!!!
(Finally, Suram the Goth can take no more and strangled everyone to their gruesome death...)
Sunday, September 19, 2010
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