Little elves poured out of the woman's foot.

Little elves poured out of the woman's foot. They were coated in Vic's vapor rub and

Tinkie Winkie wept through the ceremony. Big Bird had come in with a big bat and knocked the caca outta Laa-Laa and the others. Thinking rationally, Tinkie picked up a hacksaw and

went after Elmo, Po's biggest competitor. Big Bird tried to hit Tinkie Winkie and managed to bat the hacksaw out of his hands. Tinkie got out his secret weapon: his purse containin

a vile of blue-violet poison. Tinkie Winkie was good at making poisions, think twice when he is in your kitchen. He pulled out a needle and stuck bigbird in the wing, sending him

into a rant of preschool songs and apologies for being so annoying. Tinkie laughed to himself and increased the dosage. He also added agent orange to the mixture. He lifted the

cup to his lips & gulped heavily of the toxic concoction. Tinkie could live without the glamor of Socrates' suicide, but he didn't have to live long. The rueful songs taunted him

& Tinkie's head hummed along as he swallowed the last drop. "Yesterday...all my troubles seemed so far away..." Tinkie lay down, waiting for the devil to take him, wishing he'd

drank the whole glass of Clorox, instead of sipping it. Tinkie knew this was the best way to go, after the whole problem with LaLa. It wasnt fair what she did, and Po knew it. The

n Telly Sevalis appeared and dropped a deuce all over the Telly Tubbies for making everyone think he was the one responsible for converting kids to be gay.