912 - The Screaming Skull
|Short - Gumby: Robot Rumpus:|
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I’m still a beautiful butterfly, Mike. I’ve had a few unfortunate happenstances, such as my wings being torn off in an industrial accident. Well, that depressed me, so I ate a lot of mallomars and gained all the weight back. But I was soon feeling better and went back to work. But alas, someone turned on the extruder while I was cleaning it and my bottom two pairs of delicate butterfly legs were ripped from me. Again depressed, I hit the pecan sandies, hard, and gained my remaining weight back and my remaining arms. My arms, by now in a metabolic frenzy, started to leech fats from my antennae, which made them so thin as to be invisible. But I am still a beautiful butterfly, Mike, and butterflies are free to fly… Fly away… High away… Bye bye.
And I still have my proboscis!
I love you deceased wife... uh, I mean Jenny!
And then she got dead.
Yep, when you think shocking horror you think German Oom-pah band music.