Yeah! Here we go! More Tracy killing fun! So lets go have
some fun! Joining me today are Gyrados Trainer, Tracy Basher,
Lunamew, and Angel of Death.

V7: Ahhhhhh! I love my trusty chainsaw! ( Kisses Chainsaw)

Tracy Basher: I like my Bazooka! (Kisses Bazooka)

Lunamew: DRUMSTICKS! DRUMSTICKS! ( Bangs Drumsticks on
Gyrados Trainer's head)

Gyrados Trainer: Hey! Cut it out or i'll sic my Evil Nasty
Gyrados on you!

Evil Nasty Gyrados: LUNCH MEAT! LUNCH MEAT!

Angel of Death: Here, ( uses sword to cut Evil Nasty Gyrados
some salami )

Evil Nasty Gyrados: MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!
LUNCH MEAT!!!

V7: I think we're ready! Lets go!
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Lunamew: DRUMSTICKS! DRUMSTICKS!!!

Gyrados Trainer: Quiet Lunamew! You'll scare him away!

Angel of Death: Nah, Tracy is to dense.

Tracy Basher: Look! There he is!

Tracy: Lalalalalalala... petting my Marril...

Marril: Help! Someone save me!

V7: He's torturing a poor helpless poke'mon!

Lunamew: DRUMSTICKS! DRUMSTICKS!!!!
( Runs at Tracy, drumsticks held high )

Gyrados Trainer: NOOOOO!!!! Watch out!!!

Lunamew crashes the drumsticks down on Tracy's head,
but his head is so hard that the drumsticks snap into tiny pieces.

Lunamew: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!! My beutiful drumsticks!
NOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!

V7: This goes too far!!! Attack!!!

Gyrados Trainer runs in grabbing marril and bringing
it to safety. Tracy Basher takes aim with the bazooka, blowing
Tracy in half, most of his innards blowing up and decorating
the surrounding area with carnege and blood. V7 and Angel of Death
attack both of Tracy's halves, which were still atached by a few
intestines and threads of flesh. Lunamew, grasps the remains of the
drumsticks, and begins to stab Tracy with the splinters, blood
squirting out of the wounds. Gyrados Trainer grabs Tracy's dorky headband and begins
to strangle him with it. Tracy Basher jumps in and beats Tracy with
the butt of the bazooka. Tracy however, grabbs one of his sharpened
pencils, and tries to jab them in the eyes.

V7: Get away! Get away! He's got a pencil!!!

Angel of Death: He got my eye! He got my eye!

Lunamew: Hey! Give it back!

Gyrados Trainer: Hey, where did Evil Nasty Gyrados go?

Evil Nasty Gyrados: LUNCH MEAT!!! LUNCH MEAT!!! YAAAAAAAAAA!!!

Tracy Basher: Is that all it can say?

Tracy: What is that?!

Evil Nasty Gyrados: ( See's Tracy ) LUNCH MEAT!
LUNCH MEAT!!

Tracy: YAAAAAAAA NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Evil Nasty Gyrados lunges at Tracy, grasping him in his
massive jaws. He messily gobbles up Tracy, showering all with
various body parts, blood, and slobber.

Evil Nasty Gyrados: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
LUNCH MEAT GOOOD!!!!

Gyrados Trainer: He said a new word!

All cheer and laugh evily for sevral hours. They then
all find the Tracy bits, and put them in cans. they open up a stand,
and sell the cans to stores, and eventually open up a buissness and
make millions of dollars. If your wondering what this buisness is
called, it's just a fun little product we like to call SPAM.