Ren: We're so happy to be alive, that we are going to celebrate today.

Goldbot: But...

Stimpy: That's right, Ren, we're going to party big time.  I think I can rummage up some Goldschlager to get warmed up.  I love cinnamon in the morning!

Goldbot: But...

Ren & Stimpy: Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy! Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy...

Goldbot: Screw it, I don't have time for this shit.  They'll find out there is a murderer on the loose soon enough...

[a short while later]

Ren (whispering): Stimpy, I can't believe we've been shot on the best day of our lives...

Stimpy (whispering): I know, Ren... it's all too horrible.  If only we'd been given a warning...

Ren: Goodbye, frie...

[several hours later]

Grubby: *sigh* Another set of murders.  This is really awful.  We're going to have to really warn everyone to stay safe indoors.

Paul: You're right Grubby.  Do you think you can solve the case?

Grubby: I'm going to have to damnit.  I'm going to have to.

Paul: But it's dangerous.  You're going to need more help.  You can count on me of course.

Grubby: That's good to hear, Paul.  Oh Paul?

Paul: Yeah?

Grubby: You're a paramedic right?

Paul: Sure thing.

Grubby: Then why are you wearing a hard hat?

to be continued...