South Park: Smaller, Shorter, and Cut
Kyle walked into his flowerbed of flowers. "What are you doing?" his mom said, "Why aren't you eating your gafilta fish?" Ike reluctantly took the spoon, then he ate the spoon. "I pooped my pants!" he said. "Oh Kyle, stop thinking about it, it's been three days already! You're 9 years old now!" Sheila said. "Yes," said Kyle, "but I still keep thinking about Kenny's death." He strolled down the street, then got hit by a car. "OH MY GOD! THEY KILLED KYLE!" Sheila yelled. "You bastards!" said Ike. "Oh Ike," Sheila said, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't of rebelled against Canada." She made an appointment with Mr. Mackie.
"Well, Mrs. Broflowsky, your son is dead, m'kay? So you should not worry about him; he's been bad in school anyway, m'kay?!" he said.
"But he's dead you son of a *****!" Sheila said, "So stop ****ing m'kaying me and bring him back to life!"
"I can't cheesemilkit! M'kay?!" All of a sudden, Kenny's ghost appeared. He said, "Mmph lmpp kimmpmmph bummg pmmphi!!"
"Oh my god!" Sheila said, "Kenny's back to life!" Kenny waved his magical parka, and Kyle's ghost appeared. "Kenny said 'hi'"
"Oh hello Kyle!" Mr. Mackie said, "It's so nice to have your ghost back, m'kay?"
"Yippee!" said Kenny.
"Kenny said 'yippee'" Kyle said.
"Moppph mphmmno tu luminmnous mph gay."
"Kenny said that the only way to save us is to kill Stan, then bring him back to life, letting him free from Heaven, obviously Kyle went there because he's Jewish. Then let Eric kill himself so Stan can run into a car so we can all be in heaven, then use our magical gay powers to bring ourselves back to life. They we can eat cookies." They did so, and they were all back to life. "Man," said Stan, "we need to find a way so Kenny can stop dying. This cookie routine is getting boring."
Kyle walked into his flowerbed of flowers. "What are you doing?" his mom said, "Why aren't you eating your gafilta fish?" Ike reluctantly took the spoon, then he ate the spoon. "I pooped my pants!" he said. "Oh Kyle, stop thinking about it, it's been three days already! You're 9 years old now!" Sheila said. "Yes," said Kyle, "but I still keep thinking about Kenny's death." He strolled down the street, then got hit by a car. "OH MY GOD! THEY KILLED KYLE!" Sheila yelled. "You bastards!" said Ike. "Oh Ike," Sheila said, "It's all my fault. I shouldn't of rebelled against Canada." She made an appointment with Mr. Mackie.
"Well, Mrs. Broflowsky, your son is dead, m'kay? So you should not worry about him; he's been bad in school anyway, m'kay?!" he said.
"But he's dead you son of a *****!" Sheila said, "So stop ****ing m'kaying me and bring him back to life!"
"I can't cheesemilkit! M'kay?!" All of a sudden, Kenny's ghost appeared. He said, "Mmph lmpp kimmpmmph bummg pmmphi!!"
"Oh my god!" Sheila said, "Kenny's back to life!" Kenny waved his magical parka, and Kyle's ghost appeared. "Kenny said 'hi'"
"Oh hello Kyle!" Mr. Mackie said, "It's so nice to have your ghost back, m'kay?"
"Yippee!" said Kenny.
"Kenny said 'yippee'" Kyle said.
"Moppph mphmmno tu luminmnous mph gay."
"Kenny said that the only way to save us is to kill Stan, then bring him back to life, letting him free from Heaven, obviously Kyle went there because he's Jewish. Then let Eric kill himself so Stan can run into a car so we can all be in heaven, then use our magical gay powers to bring ourselves back to life. They we can eat cookies." They did so, and they were all back to life. "Man," said Stan, "we need to find a way so Kenny can stop dying. This cookie routine is getting boring."