Sunday, December 10, 2017

Which Reminds Me

Maybe you could explain to us about this secret deal that you made with the backstabbing traitors of ORU Hell, steered by that celebritous drunk driver. I personally could not care less about ORU. Those people are not our friends. They just want to win at any cost, even if that means killing us, so obviously that is not going to work for me.

What reasonable dialogue could I possibly have with this wicked Mr. Samuel-Wray-Longwell-Riffle-Raffle? He was sentenced to a year in the San Francisco jail for unloading the vault in dramatic style, and yet who knows if he actually spent time in jail or got off on some technicality.

Not to be confused with Dr. Riffle's friend Earl, who did time at Sing-Sing on other charges. Not to be confused with Earl, Cousin Mildred's husband.

I am confused now. What are you saying, that I should pay the penalty for Samuel's criminal activities? Who is on trial? What are you asking? No, you didn't ask, you just jumped to conclusions without double-checking your facts, never producing the missing paperwork. So what? Why should we care about obscure events of 1950?