//AUGH! JUST-- *shoves Craig into Stan making Crog accidentally kiss em* THERE. I DONT HAVE TO DEAL WITH THIS SHIT ANYMORE//

Tweek:......

Craig: Ugh! Gross!

Stan: I am literally about to barf my insides out- Why is your boyfriend slowly walking  towards me with his hand straightened out foward?

Craig: What?

Tweek: I. Am going to. FUCKING strangle you.

Stan: That's not good.

Craig: It is not. I think you may want to run.

Tweek: BOTH OF YOU ARE FUCKING DEAD!

Stan: I think you should run too.

Craig: Already on it.

Tweek: GAH! I WILL MAKE SURE! AGH! TODAY IS THE LAST DAY! NGH! YOU'LL EVER BREATHE AGAN! YOU DISGUSTING PIECES OF SHIT! AAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHH!

Amber: Well while that's happening. Thanks for reading! Bye Bye Fwends!

Tweek: TOO. MUCH. PRESSUUUUUUUUURE!!! ACK!