#1
Just thought this might be a fun break from the usual.


Doctor, my friend can't stop singing!
he can't! he can't!


He can't?

I can't! there's..there's nothing I can do without you
you fill my vocal chords until I shout you!


...

Every night and day it's just more corniness and cliche,
and now I can't even speak without rhyming!


This is very serious indeed,
how long has it been going on?

Months Doc, and if...and if I breathe in
let it be your breath, so you'll be in me for a whiiiile.


See! he doesn't even know good from bad love songs,
it's torture!


I've seen this once before. I believe he has...
Hall&Oats-itis.


Hall&Oats-itis?


Yes, Hall&Oats-itis. He can't help but sing corny love songs all. the. time.
Does he have any musical talent whatsoever?


He..used to play the guitar. He stopped recently though.
Now he can't even figure out his G chords from D chords.


My God, it's worse than I thought.
There's only one thing you can do.


What, Doc, I'll do anything!

You must tell him.. that John Oats's mustache is fake.


It's fake?


Of course not! But if you tell him that,
they will lose their power over him.


Fine, if that's what it takes.

...


...



No it can't be!

It's true.

...


...


...Hey I think... I think I'm better..
I'm not singing anymore! Thanks Doc!



Every time you go away,
you take a piece of me with you.
Go on and go free
maybe you're too close to me.



Oh shit...
On the eight day we spoke back...

let there be sound.
#2
lol, i'm not sure what i just read, but i liked it and found it funny

clever little twist in the end xD