"If Elaine wants your hide..." began Andy-
"I said GUTS." he interrupted.
"Whatever. If Elaine wants your guts, then you had better kill yourself now and save the trouble of enduring a fight to the death with her."
"Death!" cried Orca, upon hearing her own middle name.
"Oh, it's not so bad as that, is it?" Ernil asked, nervously. He had a bad feeling about this.
"Erm...yeah..." put in Roy Tordes. Then suddenly he thought of something else..."Hey, if you killed Guybrush, and we killed Guybrush, where's the hole in the time-space continuum?"
"Oh, there it is."
"No really," Das Mole said, "which one is the real Guybrush?"
So they dragged out the two bodies to compare them, and everything seemed perfectly alike....until the Guybrush in the hooded robe was found to have an ID card of sorts.
Instead of saying "Guybrush Threepwood," as it should, it said "Roger Wilco, Space Janitor."
There was a collective gasp, and Shivermetimbers said...
The man who hesitates goes home with jack. And his kids hate him.