Jhonen Vasquez and his pal Roman Dirge got out of their Mystery Machine, an edible van with a psychedelic George W. Bush poster painted on the side. They had come to investigate this flame-engulfed house, which was said to be haunted by an unfunny comedian. Slowly they walked up the stairs, careful not to step on any religious fanatics, which were lying around on the floor, moaning creepily, like some kind of zombies, which I think they were, being religious fanatics and all, and.oh just forget it! The creepy front door opened. Jhonen and Roman stepped into the dark. Roman Dirge lit a nearby bible so they could see. Jhonen Vasquez crashed down the hall with fright. Suddenly, they heard something going "I smell bacon, I smell pork!!" They turned the corner and saw a horrible, giant Chalupa! The beast had 16 scary arms and two huge, hip-hop eyes. Roman froze in fear as Jhonen hid behind an atheist. The monster roared, and breathed Diet Mountain Dew at the two trembling detectives. Then Roman Dirge noticed a chainsaw sticking out of the monster's cowboy hat. Aha! he exclaimed. Jhonen Vasquez pulled off the monster's mask and it was Carrot Top all along! That was a piece of give-me-a-break, said Roman. Then he drove back to a local Taco Bell to catch some sleep. Hmm.or is that just what the government wants you to think?

*** Well.that was retarded.and arrogant.and egoistic.if that can be used to describe a fic.which I think it can.because I just used it..