gir: lookie me masta im a big headed boy
zim: erm gir... where did you get that?
-3 minutes later-
dib: hey... wheres my hair -walks to closet- WHERES MY CLOTHES?!?!?!
gir: at dibs house
zim: HOLY **** eh
gir: im going roll around on the floor for awhile kay?
-3 seconds later-
dib: -walks into zims house with a towle around him- WHERE IS MY HAIR AND MY CLOTHES I KNOW YOU HAVE THEM
zim: erm no i dont
gir: -walks in room with dibs hair taped to his head and dibs clothes
dib: e.o gir give me my hair and clothes now
gir: NO! -runs into base
dib: -towel falls off-
zim: -covers eyes and stabs self-
dib: runs in shame
D END THANK YOU