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After waiting in the shower for a couple minutes, Zhi began to hear a disruption in the other room. Listening more closely, he heard the sounds of thuds and duds, as if there was a giant battle going on. Suddenly, the blue man on the throne said, “Sigh, I wish I could get in on that. Why must I take this bodacious dump?” Zhi realized that it would get unpleasant fast, so he jumped out of the shower, surprising the blue man.
“Don’t worry, I got your action right here!” Zhi picked up the rack of magazines and threw it at the blue man, knocking him out. “Take that Petunia Breath!” As he headed for the door, he heard from the other room, “It's just you and me now, Mr. Tingles!" Zhi said to himself, “Looks like it’s time to put the hurt on someone.” Then, he heard a very unpleasant sound from behind him. Knowing that the smell would be horrific, Zhi concentrated hard and PSI Gusted the smell back at Petunia Breath. He then left the bathroom with his yo-yo and the Squirrels Gone Wild magazine in hand.
“Need a little help?” Zhi asked as he saw Karl standing on the opposite side of the big purple guy. Zhi flicked his yo-yo towards the purple guy. The purple man was ready, however, and back-handed the yo-yo like a red-headed step child, breaking the string and sending the yo-yo through the window, right into Mr. Iwanaponu’s brand new 2009 Lexis. Zhi was in shock as he stared at the remains of his yo-yo string. A tear began to form in his eye. The yo-yo and he had been through a lot since he first got it three hours ago, and the loss of it was tremendously harmful to Zhi’s psyche. He was planning on taking it out to dinner tonight at Zippy’s Palace of Food and Food-Flavored Metals, but now, it was all just a long, lost dream.
As Zhi returned to reality, he was hit squarely in the face with a giant hunk of wood. Dazed, Zhi said, “Remember the Alamoke!” and fainted.
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