Little Debby Watson was sewing her rag doll's mouth shut when little Timmy Brown stopped in for a visit. They hadn't seen each other in a ****'s age. "Won't you sit down and have a meat-ball hoagy?" Debby asked. "Sure," replied Timmy. 2 years later, when Timmy was alone, the mail man came by with the mail. "Are you Timmy Brown?" The mail man asked. "Yes, I am," Timmy answered. "I have bad news for you about little Debby Watson," the mail man informed. "Is Debby dead?" Timmy asked. "Yes," the mail man replied, "she's dead." Timmy was stunned because the mail man's stun gun had accidentally discharged, hitting Timmy in the neck. "Don't move," the mail man instructed, as he lifted Timmy's wallet. "My wallet!" Timmy exclaimed. "Shut up you *****!" The mail man yelled as he shot Timmy a second time.