Day 235

Vegi-La: Everyone up for another game of 5-on-1?

DLD: Again?

Ace: You hate us, don't you?

Brit: We just played yesterday.

AGW: ...And lost.

Chant: ...By A LOT - !

Vegi-La: Oh, quit cryin'! Just 'cuz you ain't got the skills.

Brit: I woefully admit: I have no skills.

Ace: Totally without skills.

Chant [raising his hand]: Skill-less.

DLD: Negative skills here.

Vegi-La: Well, TOO BAD, we're still playin'. Wanna try playing with one of my Vegi-balls?

AGW, DLD, Brit, and Chant: [eh?]

Ace: It's not what you think; they're actually pretty easy to grip and bouncy.

AGW: That's it, I WANT OUT!

Vegi-La: Hol' up. Lemme look downstairs, in the den. I think RM still has one of my balls.

Narrator: And so Vegi-La makes his way down into the den, where he finds a dismayed 552 surrounded by several tall stacks of leather boots. A wide-eyed CJ sits in the stool next to him, checking her shopping list.

Vegi-La: Hey, CJ, didn't expect you down here with RM. You look very happy.

CJ: RM is making me boots - !

Vegi-La: That's great! Making a few special boots for her? Maybe you can make me some new and-ones.

RM552: Help... me.

Vegi-La: Uh... CJ, I don't think RM wants t' make ya anymore boots.

RM552: I haven't slept in 32 hours! She won't let me!!

CJ: Oh, that's just nonsense - . He has only 104 more boots to go!

Vegi-La: But--

CJ: NONSENSE, I SAID! 552 loves making boots, don't ya hun - ?

RM552: Make it stop!

CJ: See, he can't get enough! Now make me another brown pair, but with pointy steel toes and jet packs in the heels - .

Vegi-La: Ok, you're scarin' me, so I'm just gonna leave now. RM, remember, "It never hurts to help!"

RM552: Please... get help. Or cyanide!