Disclaimer: I don't own Kenny or the rest of the characters from South Park. If I did, Kenny would still be alive god damnit!
A/N: This is a little poem I made up about my favorite South Park character, Kenny! It's a little short, but what the hell, I have another Souh Park fic that I hope to have posted soon. In the mean time, enjoy my little tribute to the many deaths of Kenny.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You replace his heart with a baked potateo.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have him getting run over by a bunch of cows.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have him shot in the head and stuck to a flagpost.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have him stepped on by scuzzlefoot.
You're know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You fry him to death in a microwave.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have him touched by death a.k.a grimreaper.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have him strangled to death.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have a spaceship crush him, and have him brought back as a zombie, only to have Kyle saw him in half and kill him, again.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have zombiefied Kenny rise from the grave, only to have a staute fall on him and crush him, again.
God damnit! I have run out of ways to kill Kenny, again! Oh well.
You know you have run out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have Cartman drink his ashes thinking that it is chocolate milk.
The End.
A/N: It was kinda short, I know. I haven't watched the show in a while, so I don't remember all the of the ways that Kenny died. I hope you all enjoyed this, nonetheless. It was my first attempt at a South Park fic. So please review and don't be too hard on me.
A/N: This is a little poem I made up about my favorite South Park character, Kenny! It's a little short, but what the hell, I have another Souh Park fic that I hope to have posted soon. In the mean time, enjoy my little tribute to the many deaths of Kenny.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You replace his heart with a baked potateo.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have him getting run over by a bunch of cows.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have him shot in the head and stuck to a flagpost.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have him stepped on by scuzzlefoot.
You're know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You fry him to death in a microwave.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have him touched by death a.k.a grimreaper.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have him strangled to death.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have a spaceship crush him, and have him brought back as a zombie, only to have Kyle saw him in half and kill him, again.
You know you're running out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have zombiefied Kenny rise from the grave, only to have a staute fall on him and crush him, again.
God damnit! I have run out of ways to kill Kenny, again! Oh well.
You know you have run out of ways to kill Kenny when...
You have Cartman drink his ashes thinking that it is chocolate milk.
The End.
A/N: It was kinda short, I know. I haven't watched the show in a while, so I don't remember all the of the ways that Kenny died. I hope you all enjoyed this, nonetheless. It was my first attempt at a South Park fic. So please review and don't be too hard on me.