Dr. Jack and Mr. Jones stopped talking as Shirley looked at them in an angry way.

"I put a curse on you… a curse for being the stupidest men alive…" She said pointing her finger at them.

"Then I want my money back!" Dr. Jack said with anger. "I didn't come here for a curse…" Dr. Jack took her purse and took out five dollars.

"Come on, Mr. Jones…" They both left. Dr. Jack then came back in.

He the rummaged through Shirley's purse. "I need some money for the bus…" He hummed a tune as he looked through her purse.

"I'm going to take a twenty… and some of this change. Oh, can I have a stick of this?" Dr. Jack pulled out a pack of gum.

"Yes, you can have a piece…" Dr. Jack said as he made a girls voice.

"Oh thanks…" He then took a piece and started to chew it. "One for the rode…" He took another one and put it in his pocket.

"Get out!" She finally yelled.

"Fine!" Dr. Jack said as he left.

"Do you really think she put a curse on us?" Mr. Jones asked.

"No… it's impossible…" Dr. Jack then stopped as he stepped into a small puddle causing his pant leg and sock to become damp.

"OH! That's just great!"

A fruit bat came in a bit him in the neck. "OW! Damn! A bat, that's new…"

Right then a Frisbee hit Mr. Jones in the head and knocked him down.

"Oh, God!" Dr. Jack looked down and remembered his CPR.

"Ok… this is nasty…" He then puckered up and went in for the CPR.

Mr. Jones opened his eyes and saw what he was going to do. His expression went from neutral to shock.

"NO!" He yelled as he pushed him off of him. They both gasped and sighed.

"You're alive!" Dr. Jack said as he hugged him.

"Control yourself, woman!" Mr. Jones said as he hugged back.

"I believe in magic! I believe in magic!" Dr. Jack exclaimed as he screamed at the sky.

"You believe? Then let's go back to the Gypsy… Reverse this curse…" Mr. Jones suggested.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! I'm not paying five dollars again." Dr. Jack complained.

Another Frisbee came and hit Mr. Jones in the head again. He went down.

"Don't worry bro! I got you!" Dr. Jack screamed as he puckered up. Mr. Jones then woke up again and pushed him away.