GagDragon

if by the discovery of radioactive material ingested by us while performing our synchronized swimming routine off the coast of chernobyl for an audience of three that caused our chest cavities to implode and we now breathe by way of the dyson ball vacuum technology that once saved the lives of 17 seamen who’s subterfuge took on water while reaching 17 knots on the 17th parallel on the 17th of may, also known as the 17th month in an ordeal that lasted 17 seasons with a constant barrage of tinker toys floated out to see in memorial of those lost to parkinsons you mean we were awaken by 4 am phone call from president Mitch Blumquist alerting us to the fact that his second child Darla had been kidnapped by a rouge gang of outlaw bikers lead by noted money launder and machinist William J Boeingkemp a violent sociopath with a heart of gold.  Within 20 minutes we are picked up by our military liason Col. Wolfgang Peters III, a vetern of every major US operation since the Vietnam war REALLY ended in 1998.  We are given our papers, a briefcase full of weapons including a vegetable peeler, to organic chemistry sets and 4 pearing knives.  We are dropped off in a remote location outside of Albuquerque and spend the next 4 days trekking through the desert until we our 45 meters from the Istanbul’s hideout where Darla is being held.  We silently give each other a thumbs up and a few other silent hand gestures and sneak off to the perimeter of the hideout.  We take out the pearing knives and slit the throat of the lookouts and sprint to the hideout guns a blazing.  When we get in we find we killed everyone including Darla, so we bury them all, plant evidence implicating president blumquist and win the medel of honor for our service to the country, then yes.

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