(squee) Nine reviews with only two chapters! That's A LOT for me! YOUR REVIEWS BRING MY VAST JOY! (makes munkeh noises) I'VE GOT A CHOCOLATE BUZZ! IT ALWAYS IMPROVES MY WRITING! SO LET THE HILARITY BEGIN, FOO'S!

Know Your Stars!

Gir!

Gir runs into the room screaming his metal head off. He rushes towards the stool and slides under it. He remains there, giggling manically.

Voice- Know your stars, know your. . .Hey! GET ON TOP OF THE STOOL SO YOU CAN HEAR MY FUCKING INSULTS BETTER!

Gir- (giggles, but does nothing)

Voice- What's so funny?

Gir- I GOTS A FISHY SWIMMING IN MAH HEAD!

Voice- Ehn?

Gir- (opens his head and reveals that it's full of water and fish are swimming in it)

Voice- WHY THE HELL DO YOU HAVE FISH TANK IN YOUR HEAD!

Gir- (looks blankly into space)

Voice- Gir. . .IS MADE OF LIME GREEN JELLO!

Gir- Jello? Choo wants some? I gots some!

Voice- Um. . .No. . .

Gir- (tears up) Whyyyy?

Voice- Um. . .Because. . .

Gir- Awwww. . .

Voice- Wait. . .Is it lemon-flavored?

Gir- Yeeeeees. . .

Voice- Well. . .I guess I'll have some then. . .

Gir- WELL YOU CAN'T HAVE EET!

Voice- (curses) . . .GIR. . .TAKES BALLET! AND WEARS A LIL' PINK TUTU!

Gir- I wishes. . .I WANTS TO DANCE WIT' DA QUEER KIDDIES! THEY SO FUN! THEY HOP AROUND LIKE BUNNIES ON CRACK! I WANT TO DANCE LIKE A BUNNY ON CRACK! I DOOOOOO! HUGS, NOT DRUGS! (I saw a shirt with that phrase in Hot Topic when I got this AWESOME Invader Zim shirt that I'm wearing RIGHT NOW for help in my writin'!)

Voice- You are. . .Really are starting to frighten me. . .

Gir- WHEEHOO!

Voice- (mumbling, pissed) . . . .Gir. . .Makes little children cry so they grow up depressed and commit suicide!

Gir- YAH! I LIKES THE LIL' KIDDIES! THEY GIVES MEH CANDEH! MASTA DON'T LIKE DEM, THOUGH! ESPECIALLY BIG-HEAD DIB! BUT I DOOOOO! HIS HEAD LOOKS FUN TA RIDE! LIKE A HORSEY! I WANT TA RIDE HIS HORSEY-HEAD! OH YAH!

Voice-I'M GETTING A MIGRAINE HERE! YOUR VOICE IS LIKE DIARRHEA! IT NEVER STOPS AND IT BRINGS A TERRIBLE PAIN! GOD DAMMIT!

Gir- (grins) 'Kay!

Voice- THANK GOD! . . .Gir. . .Has a mutant pet lobster named Billy-Joe-Bob!

Gir- I dooooo. . .

Voice- . . .Really?

Gir- YUP! (yanks a wet, angry cat out of his head) HE WANT TO MEET CHOOOOOOOOO! (flings it in the direction of the voice)

Voice- (screams) DISEASED FUCK-TART! GET THE HORRIBLE DEMON, MUTANT, BILLY CAT-LOBSTER OR WHATEVER THE HELL IT IS OFF MEH! (falls from wherever he is) DAMMIT!

Gir- HE LIKES CHOO! (giggles)

Voice- (has probably pried the horrible cat off him) GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE, BITCH! I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOU! GO TORMENT SOMEONE ELSE!

Gir- SURE THING, BUDDEH! (runs off) (comes back) Oops! Forgot mah anniversary gift! (Grabs the stool and runs off)

Voice- Aw, shit! I liked that stool. . .(tears up) Fred-Bob. . .WHYYYYYY?

Whee! THAT WAS A LOAD OF FUN TO WRITE! NICE AND QUICK! THANK YOU SUGAR! R&R! Next chapter will be Gaz. . .Don't expect it soon as the others. . .