Time until eviction: 3 hours

Favourite for eviction:

Dib: hurry up and evict her already! She's armed with sporks!

Box: heheh…

Dib: they're about to eat someone! Can't you do something?

Box: uh….transmission…breaking…up….bssssss….

Dib: stupid people…

Tak: there, we danced, now we must eat!

Gir: the ceremony shall now do something good. Yes. Yes…

Purple: get on with it, I'm hungry.

Gir: first some one must taste Holmes to see if he's ready!

Zim: hands up, who votes Dib!

Everybody minus Dib puts their hand up.

Dib: WHAT?

Box: excuse me? This is a family show, you can't eat some one on live TV!

Purple: ah shutup.

Box: anyone who eats that man we automatically be evicted!

Dib: but that's a good thing!

Box: fine, eat him and you'll get some thing…bad…

Dib: can it get any worse?

Box: yes. You all get kittens! BWAHAHA!

A kitten falls through the opening panel in the roof.

Holmes: I'm allergic to kittens! AHHHH! Explodes, covering everyone in gunk.

Dib: why did he explode?

Box: damn it, more insurance money down the drain…

Tak: but…what are we going to eat now?

Zim: lets eat the kitten.

Dib: ok.

Purple: yeah that sounds good.

Kitten: meow?

Program had to be stopped at this point due to graphical stuff. I wuvved that kitten….why did they do it?

Box: you write this thing! You made them do it! What is wrong with your head?

Eh….whatever.

Back in the elevator where the kittens skeleton is hanging from the spit. Yay.

Tak: I'm still hungry.

Dib: I'm still freaked out.

Gir: I'm a priest!

Zim: no Gir.

Gir: wha? WHY?

Purple: no priest?

Zim: gir, you're not a priest!

Gir: don't you luff me no mo?

Zim: what?

Tak: can we eat Zim now?

Zim: eh…eat Purple! He's tall and has more meat!

Dib: here we go again.

Purple: eat Dib! Theres meat in his huge head!

Dib: eat gir! He's bugging me…

Gir: eat Tak!

Tak: ok! Tak sits down and starst chewing her hand.

Gir: I wonder how my taquitos are doing…

Zoom back to earth to reveal the entire city is on fire.

News reporter: Experts say the great fire of our beloved city started here (shows pic of Zim's house) in a freak taco accident.

Gir:….oh well.

Dib: That was stupid.

Zim: it was my plan the entire time! BWAHAHA!

Dib: so how come the plan involved locking yourself, me, my sister, your leader and one of your arch enemies in an elevator?

Zim: um…look! Dooky!

Dib: that is really lame Zim.

Zim: can we have some dooky in here?

Box: sure thing.

A blob of dooky falls on Dib's head. Tak sniffs it.

Tak: is that cow dooky?

Dib: leave me alone!

Time until eviction: 1 hour 30 minutes.

Fav for eviction Tak. I laugh at your pain.

Tak: well I laugh at your head!

You can't see my head.

Tak: I laugh at it anyway!