MAYBE


{Strong Sad is lying down on the bed and his hands are still stuck to his face.}
Strong Sad: Augh! I'm blind! My prayers are finally been answered. Oh wait, my hands are just glued to my face. Oh well, I'll take that.
{Strong Bad and The Cheat are standing outside Strong Sad's room.}
Strong Bad: Oh man, he likes it! Okay, go to plan B!
{The Cheat salutes him and brings of bucket full of red ants and takes it to Strong Sad's room.} {The paper comes out and it says "Click here to e-mail strong bad - [strongbad@homestarrunner.com]", click on the text to email him.} {One red ant crawls on the floor.}