Everyone Is Dead, Dave

{fade in to a bland living room. A man with an obvious spray tan, hereforth named "Spray Man" is sitting on the couch, reading some comic book and giggling like a schoolgirl. Something that looks like this except with legs... And is maybe gold or something... Oh, whatever, you can imagine how he looks- walks in carrying a cat wearing a gold sweater}

STRANGE MAN: This is definitely what I look li-{suddenly becomes this. He drops the cat, who turns into a guy wearing a fursuit} WHOOPS NEVERMIND

SPRAY MAN: Oh... Hi... Randy.

RANDY: HIGH-LOW. WUT IZZAT UR READING?

SPRAY MAN: Ehh... Something. Something I'd prefer not to have a discussion with you about.

RANDY: WELL TOO BAD IM GUNNA TALK ABOUT IT ANYWAY {takes the comic book} OH MAH GAWD IZ PRON. {flails arms around} WITH ANIMOOS

{a giant, floating pair of breasts (wearing a bra, of course) bursts through the wall}

BREASTS: HI I'M HERE TO MAKE THIS SHOW MORE APPEALING TO MEN. IS IT WORKING?

SPRAY MAN: It is not.

BREASTS: YAY

{a dancing musical nobot and this man walk onscreen}

NOBOT: I'M IN SO MUCH PAIIIIN

CREEPY MAN: AND I'M A REGISTERED SEX OFFENDER!

{the house is crushed by a giant, metal foot. Quickly pan up to show Bell and the gang piloting the giant robot the foot belongs to}

BELL: I'm absolutely sure that family had nothing to do with us!

{they all enjoy a hearty laugh. The scene pauses. Zoom out to show Keith drawing the scene. He pauses, shakes his head, crumples up the piece of paper, and leaves. Cut to Keith walking out of his house and crossing the street. He is hit by a bus}

THE END

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