AT THE OLD LOCATION:
Clueless: Hey author?
Author: you called?
Clueless: How do we keep the Marionette away from us?
Author: FRICK THE MUSIC BOX *breaks the music box and throws it* WE USE PUNS
Clueless: I don't get ya.
Author: 'Course ya don't. Just watch. *author doesn't see the Marionette slowly creeping up behind her*
Clueless: Uh, Author?...
Author: Not now. What's the difference between a bottle of glue, a piano, and a fish?
*Marionette is getting dangerously close*
Clueless: AUTHOR LOOK
Author: SHUT UP. The answer is this: You can tune a piano, but ya can't tune a fish! *marionette is about three steps behind the annoying blonde idiot*
Clueless: AUTHOR-! Wait, what about the bottle of glue?
Author (snickers as Marion holds up his hands, about to attack Author): I'm just gonna have to leave ya- *snicker*- stuck on that one, Clueless...
(marionette lowers hands and does the "I've just been trolled haven't i" face)
Marion: oh my god *walks away*
Author (laughing): FRICK YOU THAT WAS FUNNY
Clueless: you suck at telling jokes, author.
Author: And you suck at BUS
*bus plows through the front of the office, sending Marion flying like a retard and killing everyone yet again*
THE END
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