Alas, it continues

The night was, is, and will be young. Suddenly Popo burst through the wall. Shame, really. It was actually quite a nice wall. Behind him, Primroose rode in atop of what seems to be an animated yellow sponge. The sponge wore caveman-like clothing and donning a beard.

"NOW MY FAITHFUL BOB OF SPONGE," Roseprim burped. "LEAD US INTO VICTORY, NEVER TO SURRENDER TILL THE END IS NIGH!"

Both Kytlys and Peeat looked at her strangely. Even our main man Siggy Freud looked mildly confused.

SUdenly Galeelee dropped through the ceiling-window-hole, falling on Frued and effortlessly snapped his neck. Freud's eyes rolled back into his head and Goul could see white bone sticking out of the former's neck muscles.

Rinkpose turned around and threw up her lunch. A few pieces of lettuce floated down genlty while bread, which was much heavier, fell to the floor with a wet-sounding plop.

Katkat stared at Pinkroom, looking perplexed. "Where did you get that sandwhich?"

"I had it with me," Inkprose shrugged.

"And you decided to throw it at the wall?"

"It seemed appropriate," pOsepink replied.

Kniss let the subesct dropp, turning her attention to Peea, who wass now dragging his buttt on the the metal floor.

Gales saw as well, and started toward Peooa.

He paused.

Slowly twisting is neck to look at Kisskiss, he tucked his hands under his armpits and began to flap his hands wildly.

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His face his something hard. Gal looked up, furious and ready to destroy whatever had interrupedt his pecking session. There as nothign to be seen, leaving im to concluded that he just smashed his beak-less face into the ground too hard.

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Gae looked just in time to meet Pee's warm brown soulless eye. Their gaze burned with the passion of a thousand french artists, and their breaths puffed tiny clouds into the freezing air. The snow crunched beneath their feet, leaving fresh crisp footprints behind.

"Woof," Peer quietly mummlbed into Geel's neck.

"CLLLLLUUUUUUUUUUUKKK CLUCKCLUCKCLUCKCLUCKCLUCK!" Gama schreeched bac at him.

The two boy-men continue to cliuck and woof at each other for the good half of an hour. Photosynthesis is the process in which plants use energy from the sun to create molecules of glucose, which then breaks down in the process of cellular respiration into useable energy. The equation for photosynthesis is 6CO2 + 6H2O — C6H12O6 + 6O2, while the equation for cellular respiration is 6CO2 + 6H2O — C6H12O6 + 6O2. Note that these equations are not balanced.

On a totally unrelated note, the study on Paititnet HM states that is brain was removed. More specifically, the hippo ran off of his campus. This resulted in a situation much like when your girlfriend runs away from you… she takes all the memories away and you vant seem to make new ones. MRI scans, also called magnetic ressonce imaging, helped show how the brain was affected by departure of his hippo. The hippo then ran away to live a happy life with all the wrong friends in all the right places.

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Off to the side, bpth Gool and Pool were sitll locked in an instense, heated gaze. Unfortunately, at that very moment, a large tyranosuarus rex bursted hrough the floor and ate our good friend Siggy Freud. And that marks the end of our dear psychotic psychiatrist. With everyone finally safe, it was time to do a headcount.

Katnusss looked around, and her gaze finally fell onto the people around her. Still a bit disoriented from from the previous events, she wasnt sure if there wer three people in front of her or six. It also didnt help that the self-cleaning room was tring to do its thing. Bits of crumpled wall shifted back into place, and debris on the ground was slowly but steadily absorbed from existence. After several seconds, the room was as clean and spartan as any docotor's office, complete with a sense of dread and forboding.

With a sudden crackle, every light source in the room when dim. Moonlight streamed onto the floor through the chipped panes of glass, and the floor was bathed in writhing shadows. Beside her, Peetah sniveled and begged for his life, like the coward that he is. Actually Goul waasnt doing much better. The two boy-men hugged and grasped at each other like two halves of a clam shell.

"Oh you two, pull your shellves together," Primrim sneers down at er feet, where the boy-men still grovel.

Sudden;y, a loud pop echoed throught the room. A lagre steel table appears in the middle of space, its dull steel finsh glinting ominously in the moonliight. Katnick aproached caushushly, not wanting to die at this moment and time. Woulnt it be funny if she was killed by a table, am i rite/ After all this time, to-

The table turned and bounced, landing directly on Kanuos's back. A lound crunch could be heard as her vertabrea popped from ther propper placing. Quiets gasped filled the air as Pinkorse, Gasd, and Pert took in the scene.

Pomrook walk shakily forward, eyes glassy for her seemimgly dead sister. As she got closer, she could make out a single object on the cold surface of the table. Picking it up with trembling hands, Primseor imediatly recognized it as a gun. And, engraved neatly onto the barrel, was a sinlge name.

Chekhov.