Stupid Question, Stupid Answer.

[Sassafrass]

No. I've planned ahead. That's a clone.

So, did you like my plan?

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

Very much so. You're quite the genius.

Any other plans you've done?

 

[SteakHeart]

To sleep wi- I'll just stop now, shall I?

 

[Sassafrass]

Well, there's that top secret one involving ninjas, chickens and nukes...

If I tell you, you promise not to tell anyone? Even Satan?

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

Why not? Satan's such a gossip anyway.

So will you tell me?

 

[Sassafrass]

Sure. It involves a ninjas throwing chickens with nukes tied to them.

Genius, huh?

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

That's one word for it...

Was steak's plan the same?

 

[Sassafrass]

They're unstable...and tasty.

What about armed tomatoes?

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

They turn into man-eating tomatoes when prompted though.

Hm. Wouldn't people work?

 

[Sassafrass]

Maybe, but that seems bland.

Doesn't that seem bland?

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

Not if we dress them up in peanut suits.

Is that too out there?

 

[Sassafrass]

Nah.

Why peanut suits?

 

[VaudevillianVeteran]

Would you honestly mess with someone in a peanut suit?

 

[Sassafrass]

Because you are a seriously creepy goat.

Why are you still in my closet?

 

[Sassafrass]

Well, not really.

Now will you GET OUT?!

 

[Sassafrass]

Oh, go on then. How can I say no to that gun face.

Uh, is it leaking in there?