~Finish the song ~ ♫ Down by the riva!

~Finish the song ~ ♫ Down by the riva! 45 years ago. Was a terrible murder. Of a little girl. Her captures had no sympathy. As they bond her to a stump. She yelled and wailed and

"~Finish the song ~ ♫" was sil-lent. Oh, down by the riva! 45 yrs ago-o. They took the body, hid it away. Took off runnin', and they still are to-day. So if you see 'em, all you ha

ve to do, is shoot them in the face and on them take a poo!" Grandpa finished his song and looked to little Billy, smiling. Billy wasn't listening, though. His ears were bleeding.

His face was blank. With every word of Grandpa's song, Billy's brain had slowed down until he'd entered a comatose state reminiscent of frontal lobotomy patients. Grandpa's plan wa

s to sing Billy into a sort of coma, so he could steal Billy's youth using his patented Life Sucker 3000. As Billy drifted asleep, Grandpa kept singing as he prepared the machine.

Unfortunately Grandpas eyesight had failed him yet again. He had accidentally brought his patented Lipo Suction 3000. As billy began to get thinner and thinner Grandpa realised his

life had been an utter waste. In a bitter fury, he pressed the Liposuction 3000 to its limits. Billy screamed as he was vacuumed into oblivion. The machine sputtered and died.

The Liposuction 3000 didn't work again, until 3 years later when Dr. Novuski used it on his patient, a lady named Beatrice. It needed a new motor and rotating discs. They were made

by starving children in Sri Lanka who would kill for just one of the bonbons Beatrice had eaten in order to need liposuction. Dr. Novuski hooked up the equipment and threw the