TFC eats you

*Jester wheezes* Storage unit!

I bet there's a whole picnic set up in there mini sandwiches, maybe?

*Harlequin spins around frantically* There are NO sandwiches! *Doctor strokes his chin thoughtfully* Though the warmth would keep them fresh... *suddenly Robert bursts back in* Found a pickle! *waving something green*

*Robert holds them up* Party pack?

*laughs so hard tears stream down* oh my god! was that your emergency snack kit?!

*Harlequin snatches them away, face burning red* Those were for... emergencies! *Jester's shoulders shake with laughter* You keep breadsticks up your ass?!

*Everyone freezes* MY ASS RAN AWAY!

*laughing so hard I nearly choke* oh my gosh! your ass just deserted you!

*Jester collapses laughing in the tub* His ASS DEFECTED! *Doctor snorts* It's a mutiny! *Harlequin spins around frantically* COME BACK HERE, YOU COWARDLY CHEEKS! *Robert films everything* This is going viral!

*Harlequin looks down in shock* My butt... it's gone! *Robert collects the charred remains* Free drumsticks! *Jester moans louder* Don't stop! *T-taker whispers* Did his ass just... fall off?