Disclaimer: This would be a long list if I were to say it all individually. So I'll just say the generic comment "All characters are property of their respective owners"

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The trio of young friends sat in the violet low-rider, which sped through Retroville at incredible speeds. Laying in the back seat of the car was the inebriated Carl Wheezer, who's head was covered in a red bandanna. As usual, he wore glasses, but instead of the usual frames, he wore root beer brown sunglasses. Sitting up front, in the passenger's seat, sat Sheen Estevez, who wore what most would call a "pimp suit". A purple suit that looked almost light pink, and a matching hat that had a rather large white feather sticking out of it. Sitting next to the wannabe pimp was Jimmy Neutron, who wore a light blue shirt that had a pattern of yellow flowers on it.

"Let's go get us some beers!" Carl proposed.

"I'm down wit dat!" Sheen said.

"Aight," Jimmy said as he pressed several buttons. "Hold onto yo seats like you hold onto yo bitches, cause it's about to get bumpy!" and with that, Jimmy pressed one last button. The trunk of the car popped right open, and a huge rocket raised out. Flames shot out of the back of the rocket, and the car sped down the street, leaving flaming tracks in it's wake.

Meanwhile, Nick, the leader of the only gang in town, walked slowly across the street, fists jammed in his pockets as he chewed on a toothpick. He stopped dead in his tracks, and then looked down the street, just in time to see a purple low rider skid around the corner. "What the fuck?" he said to himself as he narrowed his eyes to see who was driving. As soon as he saw Neutron, he whipped his pistol out. But then, he noticed how fast the car was going. All he had time to do was utter his final sentence: "Holy shit!"

The car smacked into him at full speed, sending him high in the air. His lifeless body flipped around a few times as it went up, and then fell back down to earth, landing in a casket that was already in a hole. Up above the hole, there was a blank headstone. The only thing on the piece of marble was an object which resembled a flusher found on a toilet. Next to it, stood the legendary Cotton Hill.

Megaman, one of the gravediggers, took of his helmet to mourn the lost soul. "See you in Hell, boy!" Cotton shouted as he pulled down on the handle. The casket spun around in the dirt, raised up, and then sunk down into the earth.

"What the hell did we just hit?" Carl wondered as he looked back, having to almost shout over the rocket.

"Who the hell cares?" the boy said. "Long as we ain't caught, I don't give a shit!"

As the friends shared a laugh, another trio walked out in the middle of the street. Three members of Nick's gang were gathering where their leader had been hit. "That motherfucker!" Butch exclaimed. "That shithead Neutron just killed our leader!"

"We should kill that motherfuck!" Terry shouted. Just as he said this, a beeping noise was heard. Dale Gribble, the third member who had come to that location, checked his watch.

"Looks like it's that time again." Dale said. He pulled a glock pistol out of his jumpsuit, and proceeded to fill Terry full of hot lead. "Sorry Terry."