Benvolio greeted Romeo with a soft kiss and handful of syrup.

"Im sorry cousin, but his bowels have revolted".

They both cast looks over to Tybalt, who was now writing on top of the bunk-bed. Romeo's face lit up, as he quickly stuffed potato after potato into his gaping mouth.

"There is one thing we must to then".

The cousins gathered around Tybalt, who had now fallen off of his perch.

"Expose the traitors!" Screamed Romeo.

Benvolio knelt down careful not to step on the patient walrus, who was watching there progress intently, and unbuttoned Tybalt's blouse. He was having trouble removing Tybalt's undershirt because his hands had turned into sausages. Romeo, impatient with Benvolio's careful approach to pity sex, withdrew his star shaped anal blossom, which he kept on him at all times, and began to caress Tybalt's sleeping nose hair.

"Expose the traitors!" Again screamed Romeo.

Benvolio, confused, turned to look at him and came face to with with Romeo's urethra. Romeo. In a fit of rage, slapped him for disrespecting the House of Honduras. Benvolio would make sure never to make that same mistake again.

Tybalt awoke, and upon seeing his cousins having casual sex upon his bedside table, exclaimed, "Who whilst upon gargled?" and then died of elation, all the while combing his hair into the shape of a manta ray.