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"Don't read it either, the part of your brain that controls grammar might explode," said Yakko.
"I HEARD THAT!" said a voice off screen.
"It's that time again!" said Yakko.
"To make the author hate us?" asked Wakko.
"To be part of stories written by people that haven't seen the sun in a week?" asked Dot.
"We already did that, and we are in one right now," said Yakko, "no, its time for the wheel of morality!"
"NOOOOO!" Wakko and Dot screamed on the ground.
"Hay, come on!" said Yakko, "We need to meet the politically correct quota some how!"
"But it is summer!" said Wakko.
"Kids aren't suppose to learn during the summer!" yelled Dot.
"You know, the producers have been considering having a summer school epidose…" said Yakko.
"Oh, the Wheel is just fine," said Dot.
"We will learn plenty from the wheel I love so," said Wakko before jumping onto the wheel and kissing it.
"Soo…" said Yakko walking to spin it, "Wheel of morality, turn, turn, turn, tell us the lesson that we shall learn, moral letter G, and the moral of today's story is, when in doubt, just get take out!"
"I can eat to that!" said Wakko.
"Bad pun," said Yakko.
"Oh…" signed Wakko.
"WE WON! WE WON! WE WON!" chanted the Warners, "YIPES!"
"Be vewy quite, I am hunting… umm… what are those Warners suppose to be again," said Elmor Fud.
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I can't have a witty comment for every fic I do.
