TGS: Oh Kenny! I have a poem about you!
*Brakes throu just finished wall*
Kenny: Finaly!
PH: hey! I just finished fixing that wall!
Kenny and TGS: Then shut up and fix it again, Pineapple head!
TGS: This poem is called Battle Crazed
The love of battle
Deep cuts
Blood spilling
No fear of death
Slicing and stabing
Joys of battle
Deadly fun
Standing at death's door
Just for the fun of it
To be battle crazed
Is to love battle
No matter the cost
Kenny: …It's perfect!
TGS: I own nothing from Bleach
*TGS and Kenny walk outside and start fighting to the death*
PH: They're both Battle Crazed if you ask me.