“Ohh… Who lives in a pineapple under the sea!?”

“No! I refuse!”

“Huh?”

“I’m not singing that damn song with you!”

“You always did before.”

“I was always drunk before!”

“You’re not drunk now?”

“No?”

“But, you had a whole bottle of saké!”

“That was my sister.”

“What happened to her?”

“She’s passed out on the floor behind the couch.”

”... She looks just like you!”

“Yeah, we’re twins.”

“You’re twins!?”

”... Duh.”

“But… but…”

“What?”

“I thought that-”

”... Did you sleep with my sister?”

“No! Well… if that wasn’t you in the hot tub last night…”

“Ugh! You fucking moron! We are so over.”

”... Hey guys…”

“Sis! You’re not dead!”

”... Huh?”

“Alcohol poisoning, I think she means?”

“Uh, actually, I poisoned the saké. I was planning on murdering both of you tonight just for the hell of it, and now I have a motive.”

“Oh. That sucks.”

“BANG!”

“Eeeeeeeee!”

“BANG!”

“Now for a celebratory wiping off the gun and putting it in his hand, then getting mad drunk in the hot tub! Whoo!”