With Those Nails...Who Needs Enemies?
                --by ~H\A~


                Enzo: Aw, AndrAIa!  I don't WANNA go to bed!
                Andi: Well, you have to.  Dot said so.
                Enzo: But I'm not sleepy--
                Andi: Yes, you are.  (shoots Enzo with nails)
                Enzo: Ugh...zzzzzz... (drops to floor)
                Andi: Nighty-nite!

               

                Matrix: (groaning) That game today was torture.  My shoulders are
killing me!
                Andi: Here, let me see...(begins massaging Matrix's shoulders)
                Matrix: Oh, that feels...zzzzzzz...(slumps over)
                Andi: (inspects broken nail) Opps!  Must've nicked him again.

               

                Enzo: I'm bored!
                Andi: Wanna play rock-paper-scissors?
                Enzo: Uh, heh heh, never mind!

               

                Hex: So, if you file them, does it take away any of the natural
sharpness?
                Andi: Well see, it depends on the type of file.  If you want them
LETHALLY sharp...

               

                Bob: (in game, dangling from cliff) AndrAIa! Matrix! HELP!
                Matrix: Hold on, Bob!
                (Matrix and AndrAIa grab Bob by the wrists just in time)
                Andi: Gotcha!
                Matrix: Hey...did Bob put on weight recently?
                Bob: Zzzzzzz....
                Matrix: 'DrAIa!
                Andi: Spammit!  I gotta remember to start wearing gloves...

               

                Dot: Happy Birthday, AndrAIa!
                Andi: Thanks! ... Uh, a back scratcher?  What's this for?
                Dot: Remember what happened LAST time you tried to scratch your
nose?

               

                Andi: Fong?  'An ooh 'elp meh?
                Phong:  My child, what on earth is the matter?
                Andi: See, I wah bi-ing my 'ails, an' my 'ongue fe' as'eep...

               

                Enzo: (reads card) "From AndrAIa"...(opens package)...a 'Tickle
Me Enzo'?  Is this some kind of sick joke?

               

                Andi: Mouse, this double-date with you and Ray was a great idea!
                Mouse: Why, thanks Sugah!
                Matrix: (muttering) Well, I think it sucks...ow! (falls...you get
the idea) Zzzzzz...
                Ray: Well, that's ONE way to avoid an argument.

               

                Enzo: Hey, AndrAIa!  Can you pat your head and rub your stomach
at the same time?
                Andi: Sure I--hey, wait a minute...

               

                Matrix: AndrAIa?  There's something I wanted to give you.
                Andi: What is it? (opens box) Oh, Enzo! An engagement ring!
                Matrix: (takes ring) AndrAIa, will you--URK! (drops ring, grabs
his finger)--I missed!-- (falls to floor)
                Andi: Enzo?
                Matrix: Zzzzzz.....
                Andi: Enzo!  Oh, not again...

               

                The End (unless I think up more.) Feedback welcome. 

                ~H\A~

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