12 oz. Mouse2005

[after Shark gets done dragging himself to his office with one of his fins]

Shark:
So, what's going on?

Rectangular Businessman:
We were just watching you slither across the floor like the begging, broken dog you are...b*tch.

Shark:
I didn't ask you, did I?

Rectangular Businessman:
No. You didn't, but I answered.

Shark:
I'm trying to talk to the Clock, so if you could shh your way clear to shutting up...

Rectangular Businessman:
I told him about your little slideshow and about how boring your car is and about how dumb you are. In fact, you are the dumbest one I know.

Shark:
You're the one who put all the clothes in the closet like an idiot.

Rectangular Businessman:
That idea was genitoid. Even your mama liked it.

Shark:
You know, hanging out with you used to be fun. What happened to us?

[Clock disseapers]

Rectangular Businessman:
Hey, there he goes. Where do you think he's going?

Shark:
This isn't over. I'm gonna come up with something, and your square ass is gonna wish I didn't.