(no subject)

One, two, three, four
Can I have a little more?
five, six, seven eight nine ten I love you.

[Audio Post Lolz]

::Screams by a teenage boy::

No! NO! GET AWAY! GET AWAY! ::Crunching of the grass::

You're not here! YOU CAN'T BE REAL.

NO. GO AW--

::High pitched screaming::

::Chirping::

::Someone badly singing Pop Goes the Weasel::

For you may try to sew and sew,
But you'll never make anything regal,
That’s the way the money goes,
Pop! goes the weasel.

::Crunch::

Transmission Terminated