*frets about not seeing Jinx for a while* Oh, Iwaku. I can't find Jinx anywhere. He never stays out this late, what with his fear of halogen. I've checked everywhere: The DQ, the sewage treatment plant, all his usual hangouts. Nothing! I'm just terribly afraid that he's gone and he's never coming back. And if I cared one iota, it would be devastating. If I cared....
*soft piano music starts*
Who will be my guinea pig for my gene splicing? My fingernail transplants? My fajita? Who will I blame my mistakes on? Who will I -- who will I kill?
I've destroyed and I've maimed and I've kicked him.
Now I'm a bully with no victim.
No adrenaline thrill,
No screams that are shrill,
Who, who will I kill?
I've crushed his head a few times,
Memories like nursery rhymes.
No one dies like my TV's Jinx.
No sweet blood to distill,
No cute tummy to drill,
Who, who will I kill?
When I look upon
The first evening star,
I remember when I hooked his liver
To the engine of my car.
I could pickle my Aunt Lil,
Give my dog a cyanide pill,
But what Jinx-shaped void
Could they possibly fill?
Here's my money, you can bank it,
I'm no good without my Jinx. It
Seems he could die
Without batting an eye.
Now it seems
I must take
My own bitter pill.
Tell me who, who will I kill?
