Insane Asylum.

[lass of something much]

*Ootzoide ze Teletubbiez began creepin' aboot, along viz Margaret Thatcher, Zombiez, und 'oigh Zchool Muzical*

Ach, Ah zink ve 'ave a problem 'ere...

Noooo! NOT THE TELETUBIES! THEY ARE TO EVIL FOR THE CELLARS!!!!

[HeadInAnotherGalaxy]

(We have several problems here.)

Indeed. E'en if ve ezcape from ze Inzane Azylum, ve vid ztill 'ave tae contend viz av o' zat lot. Ach... *Hovlz again from ze ventilation zhaft*

[lass of something much]

THEY ARE COMEING! DRUMS! DRUMS FROM THE DEEP!

[Booklover]

I hate drums. Violins are so much better.

[lass of something much]

>_>

[Booklover]

What? It's true.

[lass of something much]

*looks Fin strate in the eyes with a deadpain look*

[Booklover]

Spoiler

And then some juice.

[close]

[lass of something much]

XD

[Ebantu the Kararehe]

(I think I'm basically in a coma.)

[lass of something much]

w-w-why!? Ebby! get up! Get Up!!!!

[Booklover]

We could always call Kade to do the Heimlich Manoeuvre.

[lass of something much]

I wouldn't wish that upon my foe, so why then to my best friend?! Na! it would be a fate worse then death...

[Booklover]

Is it worse than being expelled? Tell me if you get this reference.

[lass of something much]

*nods* Veryand, yes I did get it, good job..