Disclaimer: To my great saddness I do not own any thing of Invader ZIM.

Authors/note: This fic is e-mail being sent from Zim to Dib. Kind of a threat. If you could even call this a threat. Bt the way none of these e-mails exist!

To: Mr. Mothman@swolleneyeballs.net

From: Irken_Invader@hotmail.com

Subject: none

U da 1 reading! I no U! Yes U! U no my munky! Blech! A frog wuz in ma eye. The cotton speaks to me! Yes they say u buttered their groins with mayo relish! YES WITH MAYO RELISH! ...DANCE! DANCE YOU AS$ MUNKY! DANCE! DANCE I SAY! Tell your feet to get off ma brain. MA BRAIN! Hullo you seem to be laughing! So I shall say NAMAWARATAHAGAYALAPAKAQAZAXACAVABAFA! BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHA!

I heard wut u said about ma brightly colored skin. BAKE ME! BAKE MA IRON FISTS SO I MAY BURN YOU TONGUE SO I MAY MELT THE BUTTERED PICKLES! HAMSTERS! U STILL LAUGH? Then I shall fry you with my PINTO BEAN POWERS BUT WITH BACON FAT! Come ma pinto beans yes fly towards the ones that dare mock u yes fly straight into their squiddly spooches! Yes U! U made the light bulb cheap! CHEAP! Like a sheep! IT WUZ DUMB! DUMB LIKE A MOOSE DIB DUMB LIKE A MOOSE! U DARES TO LAUGH STILL? LAUGH U SMELLY MEATY PRODUCE PIGS FOR ONE DAY YOU SHALL OBEY ME! AND MY MIGHTY FISTS OF CHEESE! YES OF cheese!

Dib: Zim you need a doctor. And a good one at that.

A/n: so how wuz it huhuhuhuh? Wuz it good? It sucked didn't it?