Well, I'm bored. I'M GONNA DO A BUNCH OF STUPID THINGS!

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*Trash dump of hell, 2018*i

Sci-Swe9tyNE26: GENTLEMEN! THIS TRASH CAN....IS SET TO BLOW!

Trash Can Robot: What!?

Trash Can Bomb: KAW KAAWWWWWWW!

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SWE9TY SHOW!

Show-Swe9ty: BAGPIPES!

*Random bagpipes fall from the sky, Loch Ness Monster crushes everything*

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*Shipping ego is busy in a cramped room with nothing but his horrible ships*

Shipping-Swe9ty: Now just a few musicals there, add that blush there, IT MUST BE PERFECT! NEVER CLEAN! NEVER CLEEEEAAAAANNNN! *Takes some other fanfiction, puts them in a safe with 83 propane tanks attached to it* THE PAST NEVER HAPPENED! I'M IN CONTROL OF MY LIFE NOW!

*Safe blasts off*

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Dark-Swe9ty: Stupid egos. They do nothing but mess around, be depressed, or some other stupid thing. But I'll show them. I'll destroy the world outside of this wretched mind.

Opti-NE26: Geez! You seem so down about all the dreary world outside! How about you turn that frown upside down and have some fun-

*Dark ego shoots optimistic ego*

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I.M-Swe9ty: I got a little secret
That'll really make me cry.
It's a nasty type of plotting
From this insane broken mind.

*Bad dancing, jumps towards a random closet*

This closet is made to order
But it isn't to be opened.
When I open this confined space,
THIER SUCKED INSTEAD

TO the most unpleasant place they've ever seen.
THE SHIPPING CLOSET OF SWE-9-TYYYYYY!

Very scary and confusing
Destination of MY choosing!
Shipping closet of SWE-9-TYYYYYYYY
EHEHEHE. AHAHAHAA!

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SWE9TY SHOW!

Show-Swe9ty: ROCKETS!

*Safe with propane tanks crashes in, propane tanks blow up*

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*Trash dump of hell, 2018*

Sci-Swe9ty: GENTLEMEN! This trash can...IS SET TO BLOW!

Trash Can Robot: What!? Again!?

Trash can bomb: KAW KAAWWWWWW....
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.
.
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Trash Can Robot: Uh...Master, I think we got a defective one- *Blows up*

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Circus-Swe9ty: WELCOME TO THE CIRCUS OF SWE9TY, WHERE WE PUT THE "AW" IN LAWSUIT!

Random guy: Wha- lawsuit!? Nuh uh. Not going in there. Nope. My life isn't being put at stake today.

Circus-Swe9ty: Aw, don't stop now, son. You're almost DEAD! *Grabs random person*

Random guy: WHAT THE!? AH! LET GO OF ME, YOU FREAK!

Circus- Swe9ty: *Is suddenly a skeleton for some reason* WHAT'S THE MATTER, ANDY? DON'T YOU WANT TO HAVE SOME FUUUNNNNN!?

Random guy: My name's not Andy!!!! And also, WHY ARE YOU A SKELETON?!

Circus-Skeleton-Swe9ty: OOHHHHHHH YEAAAAAAAAAAAA-

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Singing-Swe9ty: *Is dressed up like a ballerina*
Why is sanity where you hide
When there is madness in this mind?
All I see is a boring world
That, through hate, soon unfurls...

Play-Swe9ty: So come then! Let's plaaayyyy! *Jumps around on a jump rope*

Singing-Swe9ty:
It's so good to sing all day.
To dance, to sing, to drift away!

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I.M-Swe9ty: What's going on, sane one? You lost in the madness? Frightened of the insanity? CONFUUUSSSEEEDDD? GOOD! AHAHAHAHAHAAA! *Teleports out, leaving behind eyeballs, eyeballs fall to the ground*

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*Trash dump of hell, 2018*

Sci-Swe9ty: GENTLEMEN! This bomb...is set to blow!

Trash Can Robot: Come on. Another explosion?

Bomb:....*Grows random loudspeaker* FUS RO DAH!

*Bomb blows away everything*

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*Trash dump of hell, 2018*

Sci-Swe9ty: GENTLEMEN-

Trash Can Robot: I know! I know! "This whatever is set to blow!" And then we all blow up!

Swe9ty: NO! NOT THAT! THIS TIME, I MADE A VENTRILOQUIST DUMMY WITH THE DEVIL'S BLOOD AND COFFIN WOOD! IT SHALL HELP ME MAKE A GRILLED CHEESE SANDWICH!

Evil Dummy: LLEH NI TOR LLAHS LUOS RUOY.

Trash Can Robot: Uh..master, that thing is killing you.

Sci-Swe9ty: *Is saying this while skin starts melting off* NONSENSE! THE DUMMY IS PERFECTLY HARMLESS AND WOULD NEVER MAKE MY SKIN MELT OFF!

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*Skeleton-Swe9ty is still trying to pull random guy into the circus hell pit*

Random Guy: Come on! Come on! Think! What's the stupidest thing a skeleton would be afraid of? Cheesecakes? Chairs? Fingers? AAARRRGGGHHHHH!

Skeleton-Swe9ty: Stop screaming! You remind me of all those rock music lovers. They're almost as bad as ham.

Random guy: That's stupid, but whatever! *Takes out radio, puts on loud rock music*

Skeleton-Swe9ty: NO! ANYTHING BUT SCREAMO! NOO!!! *Melts*

Random guy: Ha. That's right. Wait. How did I get that radio?

*Random guy looks back, finds Singing-Swe9ty in his ballerina outfit*

Singing-Swe9ty: LOOK LIKE WE'RE GONNA HAVE A BALLERINA OF A TIME! *Plays random bag pipe*

Show-Swe9ty: NOT THE BAG PIPES! *Rides on a rocket powered safe*

I.M-Swe9ty: *Teleports in* MY BEAUTIFUL EYES! WHERE HAVE THEY GONE!?

Shipping-Swe9ty: YOU! YOU STOLE MY IDEA TO GET SOME OF MY SHIPS TOGETHER! NOW YOU ARE GOING TO PAAYYY!

I.M-Swe9ty: HEY! YOU STOLE MY LINE! NOW IT IS YOU WHO WILL PAY!

*I.M Ego and Shipping Ego get in a dust cloud fight*

Dark-Swe9ty: Huh. Looking for these eyes, I.M- Swe9ty? *Points to eyeballs on the floor* Well, too bad! *Steps on eyeballs*

I.M-Swe9ty: NOOO! MY EYES! AHHHHHHH! *Body spasms*

Shipping-Swe9ty: Ha! I win! *Gets hit a bunch of times because of body spasms* OW!

Play-Swe9ty: OOHHH! BODY SPASMS! I WANT TO PLAY WITH BODY SPASM GUY!

Dark-Swe9ty: No. *Cuts Play-Swe9ty's jump rope in half*

Play-Swe9ty: AOOO! THAT MAKES ME SAD! :(

Opti-Swe9ty: *Comes back from the dead with bullet inside head* Aww. Poor thing. I'll play with you!

Play-Swe9ty: YAY! READY! GO! *Starts counting from 1 to 830*

Random guy: Argh! I got to get out of here before my brain explodes from chaos overload! *Runs towards door*

Sci-Skeleton-Swe9ty: *Burst down the door, apparently a skeleton now with a gun in one hand and a grilled cheese sandwich in the other* I GOT A BONE TO PICK WITH YOU! AHAHAHAHAHA-

*Camera gets shot*