This is another story.

Once upon a time, there was a giant frowning hippopotamus who was very sad. His name was Timothie. Tim was so sad because he just had a fight with his best friend. During the fight he sat on his friend and CRUSHED HIM TO DEATH.

It was all very sad.

Like I'm crying.

So

Tim had copious amounts of sex to make up for the loss of his friend

and then he was arrested

and executed.

They were fighting over a french fry.

The moral of the story is, forgive your friends instead of sitting on them unless you want copious amounts of sex.

The End