Two: Miss Sweetwater

Miss Sweetwater strolled down the street, carrying her groceries. The beautiful Saturday sun shone brightly, casting a beautiful, bright glow upon Elwood City. White clouds drifted through the sky, their puffy puffiness being generally puffed with puffy goodness. Two dogs were mating in the street. A wrecking ball accidently smashed into the Sugar Bowl, killing a ton of third graders. Aliens fell from the sky, which was a bright silver for some reason. A normal day for Miss Sweetwater.

Two boys sprang out from behind a bush. "Miss Sweetwater!" shouted Tommy.

Miss Sweetwater was so shocked she fell over backwards and cracked her head open on the sidewalk.

"Miss Sweetwater, your kids are probably retarded because you don't teach them anything." said Tommy.

"And fat because you feed them snacks all day!" added Timmy.

Miss Sweetwater was too busy dying to respond.