Sam busted down the door of the Shay's house. The living room and kitchen were totally empty, and neither Spencer nor Carly were anywhere in sight.
Sam heard some weird noises and creaking so she decided to go check to see if it involved food in any way shape or form. She followed the noise to Spencer's room, where she found the door was locked. She decided to use her ass to break it down, since it had gotten so big from eating so much meat.
She busted it down and walked through the door, glancing around, only to see Carly and Spencer in bed together, Carly riding Spencer like a horse. They didn't seem to notice the door crashing open, so Sam listened to Carly moaning Spencer's name.
After a few seconds Sam got bored of the show, and threw the giant chunk of ham she was holding at the pair. The ham slammed into Carly's flat chest, bouncing off and hitting Spencer in the face.
His nose started gushing blood, and he jumped up in shock at the pain he just experience. This caused Carly to fall off him and slam her head on the floor, in turn starting to bleed too.
At this point, the closet door burst open to reveal a very angry Freddie, with his pants and underwear around his ankles. "Look what you did Sam! I was enjoying the show, but I can't get off to gore! You fucking bitch you ruin everything, I hope you kill yourself."
Sam didn't bother to respond, and instead just calmly walked over to the closet, pushed Freddie inside, and slammed the door shut behind them. Carly and Spencer remained completely oblivious to the moans that were now coming out of the closet, as Spencer ran around his room naked, looking for a tissue to stuff up his bloody nose.
Meanwhile, Carly layed on the floor, her head gushing blood. She slowly began to lose consciousness. "Spencer…I've always loved you as more than a brother…" were her last dying words as she bled to death on Spencer's floor.
"Just a second Carls, I found some tissues!" Spencer said, turning around to see his sister's dead body on the floor. He started crying and ran and jumped out the window, not being able to deal with the guilt of the death of the girl he's in love with.
Twenty minutes later, Sam and Freddie came out of the closet very out of breath. They took one look at Carly's dead body on the floor and the hole where the window used to be, looked at each other, and shrugged.
"I always hated the bitch anyways," Sam said, walking over to pick up the ham lying in Carly's blood. "Let's go to Groovy Smoothie," she said as her and Freddie skipped off into the distance.
After he didn't pay for her smoothie she pushed him into traffic, but not before she stole his wallet.