Storyline

[SpecialKO]

the memories he'd left there.

 

[North_Ranger]

The agents behind the door

 

[SpecialKO]

, tightly gripping their weapons, motioned

 

[Grytpipe-Thynne]

the man with the loudhailer

 

[Null]

to stop being a cockbite

 

[Grytpipe-Thynne]

,and get shouting.

 

[North_Ranger]

Caving under peer pressure, Farnsworth

 

[Grytpipe-Thynne]

leapt into action and ran

 

[North_Ranger]

his battering ram through the

 

[Joe Johnson]

adjacent neighbor's front door. Damn!

 

[North_Ranger]

And Joe, hearing the commotion,

 

[Joe Johnson]

escaped through the back door.

 

[Cheesy1]

Unfortunately, he forgot his pants

 

[Joe Johnson]

luckily, not his underpants. So,

 

[North_Ranger]

dressed like a modern-day Tarzan,

 

[Joe Johnson]

strutting like an old-school gangster,

 

[North_Ranger]

he made his way down

 

[Joe Johnson]

town, to meet the guy

 

[North_Ranger]

who had sold him out.

 

[jwhouk]

Meanwhile, Sidney Crosby skated past

 

[Joe Johnson]

It's Sidney-fucking-Crosby! Someone

 

[North_Ranger]

get the camera, people were

 

[Null]

sounding like my prom night

 

[Grytpipe-Thynne]

,but quieter. After all the

 

[Null]

'hoopla', and you can quote me,

 

[North_Ranger]

Joe had scored a trenchcoat,

 

[Grytpipe-Thynne]

but he didn't give a

 

[Joe Johnson]

wink wink, nudge nudge. instead

 

[North_Ranger]

he opted for trousers, shoes

 

[Grytpipe-Thynne]

Stetson, and false beard.

 

[Null]

He only knew two facts

 

[Grytpipe-Thynne]

,and both of those were

 

[Null]

wrong. "Fire up the Quattro,"

 

[North_Ranger]

he told Elizabeth over the

 

[strawman]

comm unit, which chirped pleasantly.