X-3: Well, I better join this hotel. WindMan: Its X-3 sir. TG: Oh no..... Fire the Hi-Tech lasers! *Cardboard box appears* TG: What!? BombMan: The only Non-Hi tech thing sir. TG: Fine... Fire the Bombs! X-3: Hmm, TG's not here. Ow well, what will I do with my $$$$$$$$$? Mr.Krabs: Uh! uh! *Runs out of breath and dies* X-3: Ok-Okay... TG: Fine, I'll take your money. Room 124356343565. *Later...* X-3: Yes! Hey wait, theres no Fanta in here.... *Twilight Zone music plays* TG: Ack! Replace it! |