"The kids at school call me... The Graboid!"

You're short on cash, so you decide to call in the help of someone close to home... the neighbor's kid, Josh. He'll probably accept candy leftovers as payment, and since he's got a case of gigantism of the hands, he'll be perfect as your after-party cleaner. You stop by Josh's house and have a talk with him, and he agrees to come over to your house after the party.

Your party comes and goes and is a raging success. People litter an awful lot, dropping their plastic glasses on the floor and tearing down the decorations in drunken stupors, but it's all in good fun. And besides, you won't be the one who has to clean it up, right? Ha, ha, ha.

The next day, you wake up due to some creaking and crunching noises downstairs. You figure it's Josh, getting started on the clean-up, but the sounds are awfully loud. Coming down, you find him in the living room, tearing floorboards out of the floor with his bare hands. "What the hell are you doing?" you scream. "Cleaning up your house, hyuk." Josh answers and tears out a window frame. You realize all too late that he is quite the fuckup, when the damage done begins to take its toll on the house.

*CRASH!*

Standing amidst the ruins of what once was your home, Josh taps you on the shoulder. "Can I get my money now?" he asks with a cheeky grin. The world turns red before your eyes, and you grip for a cracked bowl of potato chips gone soft that's lying on the ground. Tossing it in his face, you cry "HERE'S YOUR MONEY, BITCH!". Bad move.

"Die as you deserve to!"

Infuriated, Josh lunges on you and locks his mighty hands around your throat. As you choke, the world seems to drain of all color and you faintly hear the music of Kenny G. before you lose consciousness and die.

START OVER, YOU CHEAPSKATE!