Craig: Clyde, you are dared to stop eating tacos for the rest of your life. From torahwashburn.
Clyde: Done.
Tweek&Token: Really? That easy?
Clyde: What do you think I am? A baby?
(( TIME SKIP TO MIDNIGHT ))
Token: *shakes Craig and Tweek awake* Guys! Do you hear that?
Craig: I think someone's downstairs.... where's Clyde?
Tweek: GAHH! THEY PROBABLY KILLED CLYDE, AND NOW WE'RE NEX-
Token: Shhh! Their gonna hear us! *gets a flashlight and goes down stairs and into the kitchen with Craig and Tweek following* There it is! *points the flashlight at the thing*
Tweek: I-is that Clyde?!
?Thing?: *hisses and jumps out the window*
Craig: *quickly closes the window* lets go back to bed... *they all go back to bed*
Tweek: I-i could've sworn it was Clyde... *they all go to sleep*
(( TIME SKIP TO THE BREAKFAST TABLE ))
Clyde: *walks into kitchen* Ughh.... hey guys...
Craig: Sup.
Tweek: Clyde y-you dont look very good. Are y-you okay?
Clyde: Yeah. Just feelin' a little...- *throws up*
Craig: *jumps up* Im.... not hungry anymore.
Tweek: GAHH! GROSS!
Token: *opens the refrigerator* Hey- where are all the leftover tacos that we left in the fridge?
Everyone slowly looks at Clyde, who shrugs.
Clyde: HOW CAN I RESIST?!
