"Oranges..." Jon gasped. Now you may think that 'Oranges' is a pathetic last word. But Jon was not trying to go down in history for pathetic last words. He was, in fact, calling for his oranges.
So as blood seeped through his oddly yellow t-shirt and turned it orange, Jon's oranges came. They brought him back from the dead. Unfortunately since this sort of thing never works properly, he ended up being completely orange. But Jon thought this was wonderful.
The oranges advanced on the pole dancers from Peru and sqirted orange jusice in their eyes. The pole dancers shrieked as the citric acid stung their eyeballs.