Tessellation


I was an intern for The Simpsons. Matt Groening asked me to view some of the new episodes, in the storage room. I went to the storage room, and it was completely empty apart from a tape on the floor. I picked up the tape and it's label said "Tessellation" in sharpie. I popped the tape into the VCR and began to watch.

Part I


The tape began with some hyper-realistic jail cells. One had a sign that said "Bart" above it and the other a sign that said "Lisa" above it. It zoomed into Lisa's jail cell. "How are you doing today ?" an unusual voice said. It then showed Lisa, naked, sitting in the cell, smoking a cigar. This was really disturbing and messed up, so I continued watching it.
"Hello there, Marge." said Lisa. "I am doing well today." 
It showed the clock, ticking slowly, and vibrating on the wall.
"So, Marge. How are you doing today." said Lisa.
Marge was a snowman. She was banging her head against the wall.
It zoomed up to Marge's face. Her face was all disturbing and hyper-realistic. 
"Marge is very cold today, Lisa." said Marge.
It slowly zoomed away from the hyper-realistic Simpson house.

Part II


Lisa's face was melting.
"I am not feeling as well as I was yesterday." said Lisa. "What about you, Marge ?"
Marge was a snowman.
"Where are Marge's legs ?" Marge said. 
Marge's legs then ran upstairs.
Marge let out a hyper-realistic roar.

Part III


"I am not feeling as well as I was yesterday." said Lisa. "What about you, Marge ?"
A hyper-realistic fire was burning.
Lisa drank some port wine. The label read "Sao Tomantle". It zoomed up her dress and she moved her legs.
"Marge, I have been cured of our vicious diseases. Yet yours, persists." said Lisa.
Marge groaned loudly.
"Marge's legs, feel like ON FIRE !!!" said Marge
It faded out to black.
A small figure walked across a hill.
Maggie was sitting outside a van. She was wearing a plague mask.
Maggie injected a syringe into her leg.
"Hello, friend." a man said. "May I borrow a syringe ?" he asked.
Maggie nodded, and passed the man a syringe.
"The weather is good today." the man said.
"I have been digging all day." he said again. "Yet I am not tired."
Some weird zombie sheep made a hyper-realistic sheep noise.
"Come into my tent, for some gin and rainwater." said the man.
Maggie nodded.
"You look like you haven't eaten since fluesday."
The scene changed to the house.
Lisa was drinking some wine.
"You don't have any legs." said Lisa. "They came off. You are now a snowman."
"Yeeeeeaaaasshhhh!!!!!" said Marge. "Well, I guess that explains things." said Marge.
"Marge, this port it very good." said Lisa." It is a Sao Tomantle, Vintage 2046. That was a very good year for port, Marge."
"No, no." said Marge. "I'll, I'll just have my juice." 
Marge drank some WD-40.
"This fire is good and warm, Marge." said Lisa. "It goes perfectly with my port."
Lisa relaxed.
"Marge, are you drinking WD-40 ?" said Lisa.
"Marges juice ... makes" said Marge.
Marge threw up on the floor. She made a hyper-realistic screech.
"Marge, it is a beautiful day." said Lisa. "Mabye we should go for a boat ride, on lake Snospis."
"That sounds like a good plan to Marge." said Marge.

Aftermath


I SHOT THE DAMN TAPE 42 TIMES AND BURIED IT.
AND THEN A SKELETON POPPED OUT.