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THIS WAS WRITTEN OUT OF BOREDOM. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!
NOW BACK TO THE STORY.[]
Billy: Hello. I'm here to.......
Dr. Tinkle: We're here to say......
Billy: Let me finish *******!
Dr. Tinkle: You're not even supposed ta be here!
Billy: Cheese.
Dr. Tinkle: What?-- Oh, never mind! Just get outta.....
Director: Oh, for the love a.......just get the **** outta here Billy! We're trying ta film a---
Billy attacks the Director.
Director: Ah, God, gettim offa me!!! Oh, God.....PLEASE!!!!
Dr. Tinkle: I hate my life.
Producer: Hey! Billy! Get off him, or your fired----
Billy grows claws and attacks Producer.
Dr. Tinkle rushes to the dying Director.
Dr. Tinkle: OH MY GOD!! Are you alright?!?!
Director: Come......closer.......
Dr. Tinkle leans closer.
Dr. Tinkle: What? What is it?
Director: Your're.....you're all......
Dr. Tinkle: Yes? YES?!
Director: You're all.....fired!
Dr. Tinkle:........
THE END!!!