Coroneus vs Cornholio

And so the boundaries between the land of the dead and the land of the living was weakened and dark slimy creatures crawled into the light blinking their pale sightless eyes.

One of these foul creatures, Barry:The shadow of the booger, was the first to run out only to trip over his own retarded feet. As he lurched up he saw a mighty figure towering over him.

"Uh oh, I hope its not Mad Amos Malone again!" Barry yelped.

The figure stood with his arms raised by his face, palms out. His T-shirt was pulled over his head, covering his hair so only his face could be seen. After silencing the booger with his unblinking, intense stare the figure shrieked

"ARE YOU THREATENING ME?!"

Barry cowered in fear. "Who, who are you?" he stammered in fear

"I AM THE GREAT CORNHOLIO. I COME FROM LAKE TITICACA!"

Barry was scared, so scared. Snot dripped from his nose. He licked some off his lip.

"What do you want from me?" Barry cried out.

"I WANT T.P. FOR MY BUNGHOLE!" Cornholio shouted.

Barry rolled into the fetal position and started sobbing.

"What is this bunghole?"

"I HAVE NO BUNGHOLE!!!" Cornhilo roared

"BOW TO ME!!!"

"I AM FROM LAKE TITICACA!"

"BUNGHOLEO-O-O-O-O!!!"

It was all too much for the booger and he died from fright and fell face down in the mud. Soemtime later, a raccoon ate part of him and wandered off into the forest where he stopped short on sight of a towering figure.

"ARE YOU THREATENING ME?!" Cornholio roared at the raccoon.