“You know I am Chack,’
“Come Conrad,” The Dobbie twins are right over here.
Just polish guys. Not Russian. Conrad, not Comrad. As he was thinking he bumped into somebody.
“Oh Sorry” he said as he bumped into the stranger. The Stranger brushed passed him and went out the door.
Ace continued walking around for the next half hour. He was annoyed. No one that he heard all night had a Russian accent. He heard a couple of Chinese accents, one Irish, and even a few Germen, but no Russian. He stepped out to get some air, when he saw Sandy wrestling with a bunch of small people. He immediately came to the rescue of this girl and kicked the small people off. The bag of apples they were caring got knocked over and stepped on and the jars of jelly they had broke.
“Thank you ever so much for saving me from those dreadful..... oh it was horrible”, she kissed him ever so hard. Ace thought something funny. She had a Russian Accent.
“Ace, Ace.” Manual said. My house has been blown up.
“What?”, Ace said coming out of his daydream. He never even got to the point in his daydream where him and Daisy meet. Actually that wasn’t what he was thinking about. But there was something important. It was good. Oh how good. “Good thing you weren’t there, but what about....
The Mysterious Unknown Assailant, after watching a few hours of TV got really bored and decided to take a walk. He was walking down the sidewalk until it ended, then he had to walk in the street. He kept thinking about Funnyman and how he seemed to be missing. This he heard on some news tabloid show. Since the explosion occurred MUA couldn't hear to well, luckily it was only temporary. MUA then remembered a game, to see how long you could walk until you walked into something with your eyes closed. MUA started to play the game and then a 18 wheeler came whizzing around the corner. The driver blew his horn, but MUA couldn't hear anything. Then....
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