Chapter 7 BIG LONG WORDS

I was supposed to use really big, mind boggling, confusing as hell words that would mean something really small despite the 16 syllables...BUT I'm feeling too freaking lazy! so I wont!

Dr.Waffle- Yeah, I really don't think so.

Prof. Lemon- Oops. Well, that wasn't expected, but it worked!

Kid- I GOT DEAD! (fwomph)

Dr.Waffle- Riiight.. anyway.. would this be successful on me?

Prof. Lemon- Its worth a try eh? But. uh.you aren't exactly a pokemon. this SHOULD turn you into your normal state.

Dr.Waffle- SHOULD!? NORMAL!? What the hell do you mean normal!? You little asshole! My normal state is in a vending machine wrapped in plastic, with a spork, and a package of syrup! If you return me to normal, I wont be able to walk or talk or be annoying. or happy.

Prof. Lemon- GOOD!

Dr.Waffle- (inside the cramped pokeball) Oh my god. you son of a BIOTCH!

Prof. Lemon- Well, THAT was unexpected.

Dr.Waffle- You JACKASS! I am going to HURT you so BAD that you are gonna. uh. hold on a sec here. FEEL PAIN! LOTS AND LOTS OF PAIN!

Prof. Lemon- (weeping, shuddering, shaking, wetting himself.) B.b.but you're back t-to n-n-nor-m-mal.

Dr.Waffle- Oh yeah! Huh. Well whaddaya know? Well, I have the Biggest creak in my neck. AND IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!

Prof. Lemon- I can fix that!

Dr.Waffle- Thanks! But you know. this doesn't change anything.

Prof. Lemon- Whatever do you mean?

I'm STILL gonna kill you.

Prof. Lemon- AAHHHHHHhhhhh.. runaway!...

Kids are So gullable nowa days.Now then, where did Spork run off to? SPOOOORRRK!