You back away and walk calmly towards the kitchen. The big guys laughs as you walk away, "That's what I thought, he's chicken." These simple words make you snap "CHICKEN!? NOBODY CALLS ME CHICKEN, MAN, NOBODY!" "Ok McFly, whatcha gonna do about it then?" he shouts. And that's when things get messy... really, really messy. When you were in the kitchen, you grabbed a weapon with such brutal capabilities, you dare not even speak its name. Ok, you do dare...
That's right, you start to peel the bastard's skin off with the one and only Rotato™ (as seen on TV!) and he begs for mercy. Too bad you can't hear him begging for mercy because of the loud Polka music playing in the background while the crowd cheers you on. When it's all said 'n done, you've peeled him clean from head to toe, and now he's a skinless, whimpering mass of bloody Rotato™ death. After that, the crowd keeps the moshing to a minimum and the polka plays on and on throughout the night. You have finally done it. You've pulled off the ultimate party. Only one problem though... you've by far passed the house's maximum occupancy limit. The floors begin to creak, and before you can even yell "run!", the entire house implodes on itself, killing you and everybody in it.
Hey, at least it's one Monster Party that nobody will ever forget.
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