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>Good evening, WWA Galaxy
>You may be asking yourselves why The Great Masala is here in the intensive care unit of Spaghetti Town general
>Is she perhaps visiting Sola Fire?
>Could she be granting the last wish of some terminally ill brat?
>Of course not! Masala does not fraternize with jobbers or squander her precious time on dying raggamuffins!
>No, the sad truth is I'm here as a patient
>That fetid corpse Kryptine tried to choke the life out of me!
>Fortunately she failed in that endeavor
>Yes, the nauseating ghoul rendered me unconscious, but that's merely because I was overcome by her noxious odour
>Truly, Kryptine puts the ASS in carcass
>And on the subject of asses, I fully intend to kick hers on the next show
>But you know, that stinky stiff has put me in an especially FOUL mood, so a simple kicking might not suffice
>Maybe I'll RIP that deceptively tantalizing tushie right off the rest of her stitched together body
>And Kryptine, I know you couldn't comprehend a single word I just said, so how about I speak to you in language you can understand
>BLAAaaAA GOoOOop BLECH Durrr!!!
>hmph, idiot
Masala, seemingly unaware that the cameras are still rolling, bursts into tears after her final dig at Kryptine.
>My neck HURTS!!
>Somebody fetch me some bloody oxy!
>A-And maybe some Pizza Princess *sob*
Masala turns to a doctor standing just off camera.
>H-Hey, Sola's in here all the time, right?
>Has she ever left a pair of socks? *sniffle*
