YAAAAAY! 2 more reviews! I wuff you all!(except Lord Whatshisname) I'm open to flames dudes and dudettes but I don't like them. O-key? And I will write more! Don't worry! ~Invader Squee

Ch3: All-knowing Zim and Paper ripping.

(The security guards stopped dead in their tracks when they saw the explosion coming at them and a guy jumping off the 3 story mall ledge to get out of the way(A/N:WHHEE!)

S.G.#1: I DON'T WANNA DIE! (points to a dog humping a guy's leg) TAKE HIM! HE SHOULDA BEEN NEUTERED ANYWAY! (sobs uncontrollably)

S.G.#2: (praying) Please lord, I'm sorry! I didn't know she was 17! Please don't punish me this way! (says something about it wasn't his fault with the cross-dressing chimp)

S.G.#3: PLEASE! End it now!!!!! I was recently shaved against my will by Michael Jackson! I WAS NEVER THE SAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(The security guards hug each other and get eaten up by the explosion)

Gir: O.O!(drools) COOooooOOOoooOOOL! (jumps into the fiery explosion) MY TURN!!!!!!!

Meanwhile..

(Zim is walking around looking for Gir on the 67th floor when he sees a hobo putting up posters that say: Zim is an alien! Throw mutant bass at his head! Zim lowers his eyes at him and struts over to the hobo(A/N: You know how he does it)

Zim: Greetings FILTHY slop beast! I was just wondering why you're putting those wood sheets up on everything.

Hobo: (snorts like a piggy)Um..I..O-yeah! A big headed kid with 300 "kick me!" signs on his back paid me a nickel to put these here papers all over!

Zim: Why a nickel?

Hobo: (demented smile) So I can have my nickel, Earl have a wedding!

Zim: argh.

(Zim grabs the poster and is about to rip it in half)

Hobo: Wait! Don't hurt it!!!!!! Zim: Stupid, stinking EH EH EH human! I will not hurt anyone!(under his breath) Not yet anyway..

( Zim rips it down the wide side)

That Instant.

Bob the Builder: Can we build it!

Gang: Yes we can!

( Bob's upper half is ripped off from the bottom half that instant)

Gang: OoO!

Wendy: uhh.Can we fix him?

Gang: Yes we can! ^-^!

*Back to Zim*

Zim: SEE!?! The Mighty ZIIIM is all-knowing! ( walks off happily whistling when he gets hit with mustard and starts to sizzle) AHHHHHHHHHH It BURNS! Help Me! (runs around in a circle and runs into a trash can)

Hobo: I thought he was all-knowing. I mean, couldn't he see that was coming?

Alright! Third chappie! Note: All Bob the Builder bashing was simulated by clay and ketchup. Thank you! Dib: Isn't Bob the Builder MADE of clay? Me:oops!