Jerrt sauntered into the room, his living room was a mess and the couch was smelling slightly of his wacky neighbour kramer. he wondered where E-lain was today and wanted to tell her about the new gig and the woman he met with really large eyelid.

Elaine was crying in the bathroom cause she was on her period. She had just fucked up something at work and everything was sad. She was aslo angry because Kramer called her Elaine and it was like why would you do that. When she heard Jerry she walked out and said "Hey Jerry, im on my period. Why I gotta do that? Make a joke or something before I walk or something like that." She shuffled her feet around.

Jerry pushed out his lips. Smooth lips. "Elaine ." nd tht WAS ALL HE said.

His luious lips touched a straw that was being extended from kramers hand. the audience laughed as kramer looked at the audience and smiled a little knowing smile that was basically an inch big, possibly less than an inch. Jerry appreciated the quenching beverage.

Elaine was pissed because all she wanted was some attention from her friends. She was like "Jerry, you'll never understand it. You'll never meet a woman who you'll settle for. The eyelid thing is just because you're a dumb." She left the house leaving only the scent of a woman behind. George came in and laughed a little and layed on the ground.

"You're like a speed bump george," kramer ran over george over and over again. George frew up and made a lil mess. Jerry wondered if George was all right. "Does it smell like a woman in here or is it just me?"

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"Well that was a commercial" Jerry exclaimed and hung himself in the closet. Elain ran back into the apartment and cut jerry down, "you shat yourself, Jerry". George piped up from the ground, "no, that was me". Kramer shook his head, "No, that was me." He looked at the camera again and smiled the same knowing smile as he smiled before previously, but it was double the knowing. Audience laughed.

George held Jerry in his arms. "oh no. Why me. My loving friend Jerry. I will bury you in my ball pit so when I play in it I will remember you always." Elaine was in the fridge as usual eating all the pickles. She didn't give a shit about that shit. She was an angry mangry bitch titch. George couldn't help but notice her stuffing her face. "ELAINE." She looked at him. "FUCK YOUUUU!"

Elaine started to smash everything in the fridge, she was bitches the tieches and wanted to kill everyone. Jerry was gone, now all she needed was to kill Kramer. Kramer vs KRAMER. SHe took out a pickle and pushed it into Kramer's pants. "You are mating with a pickle. You will die." She then ran back out, on to the street and into a taxi. She was never heard from again.

George whimpered as he smelled Jerry's dead face, he was so cold... He wasn't Jerry anymore, and he was scared and lonely. "Jerry" he whispered, and shed a single tear from his glans, and shed another one, "You were my one and only. The one who didn't care about my schiveled penis, the one who didn't care of erectile dysfunction... my one". George slowly fell asleep on Jerry's cold chest, rubbing his cheek into his recently deceased chest fur.

a FEW hours later. Neuman burst into the room. Everyone lughed at his bursting but he was also bursting with flavor. SO mch flavor a normal body cant handle. That's why we knew he wasn't a normal bbody... he was a tart. Neuman saw the two laying. " Don't worry George, I'll be your one and only." He layed on top of them and fell asleep".

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