There's no bore in collaborate.

*poke*
*dodge*
*counter-poke*
*triple sumersault dodge*
*flying poke to the nose*
*squint*
*faints*
*giggles*
*gurgles*
*dies*
oh dear
*shakes u*
dont die :/
*dies some more*
cheats!
u can only die so much
*dies completely*
oh dear
and such a big corpse too
what am i going to do?
hack it up into little pieces, and feed it to the pigs.
or, call in your Mr. Clean
*phones Cherrise's mom*
*beep* The number you have dialled does not exist. *beep*
oh ye
they moved
*sigh*
*calls in the sock elves*
Elf 1: Mmmm, I smell fresh sin!
Elf 2: Yesss, yesss! I smell it too
Elf 1: Must be another of those murders...
Elf 2: The last one was goood.... ten bucks says its over something stupid, like shares in a bristle cleaning factory.
Elf 3 has run away with Shaun's sock while Elf 1 and Elf 2 are arguing
Elf 4 (Singing): Clap your hands and then hold your nose! Bring the mops and the water hose!
Elf 3 (singing too): Grab a bucket! Grab a sponge! Take a bite before there's only grunge!
*maniacal laughter*
Elf 4 (Singing): Wash it down from ceiling to floor. Take the mess with us, out the door!
The elves disappear.
A faint humming can be heard in the distance, and then...
A loud scream.
*Curtain*
The crowd claps excitedly....
"ENCORE! ENCORE!" they shout as they rise from their seats
And as they stand, a shower of body parts comes crashing down along with the chandelier
The b-grade horror fliek ends. Only static remains.