CLANG!
  BRING OUT YOUR DEAD!
  CLANG!
  BRING OUT YOUR DEAD!
  Here's one for you. Nine Pence.
  I'm not dead!
  What?
  Nothing! Here's your nine pence.

  I'm not dead!
  See Here? He says he's not dead!
  Yes he is!
  I'm not!
He isn't!
  Well, he will be soon. He's very ill!
  I'm getting better! I've got a 28 point lead in the 4th quarter!
  No, you're not! You'll be stone dead in a moment!
  I can't take him like that, it's against regulations!
  I don't want to go in the cart!
  Oh, don't be such a baby. Look, can you do us a favor?
  I can't.
  Well could you hang around for a couple games? He won't be long.
  Nah, I've got to head to Minneapolis. They've had one stinking up the place for a few weeks now.
  Well, when is your next round?
  Thursday.
  I think I'll go for a walk! Visit the Pac-10!
  You're not fooling anyone, you know! Listen, isn't there something you can do?
  I FEEL HAPPY!
Oh, alright. *WHOP!*

...Ten Minutes and five KU touchdowns later...

  (Places body on the cart) Thank you very much.
  Not at all. See you Thursday.

*CLOP CLOP CLOP CLOP*





  Who's that then?
  I dunno. Must be a King!
  How do you figure?
  He hasn't got shit all over him.

To be continued...