Super Salty Aqua Teen

by Happy Dickfart

Who doesn't want to read a collection of stories about Carl and the anthropomorphic McDonald's trash he calls neighbors?

Save Me From this Fryman I've Become, by Dickfart

"Fry me up inside. Fry me up inside," said Carl, hanging off the edge of a building, his tanktop billowing dramatically in the breeze.

Frylock extended a fry far as he could, and Carl grabbed onto it. Then, summoning the spirit of Evanescence, Carl belted, "Call my name and save me from this crap."

"CARL!"

"WHAT?"

"Oh. I thought you wanted me to... you know. Call your name."

"No, I want you to frickin' save me. I'm falling here!"

And they both fell and burst into flames upon landing.