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Foot Elite
![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() Join Date: Feb 2002
Location: Bearing in on your spicy brains
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(So I guess the report that Splinter ate Irma was inaccurate?
"Duh, are you gonna take those blades off your hand boss?" "No." "Den, I ain't thumb wrestlin' ya." Bebob snorted, "Me neither." "Wimps!" Shredder looked around for something to occupy his time. He looked over to where April was throwing her temper tantrum. "And another thing! I'm sick and tired of men not looking me in the eyes! What, like you guys have never seen any of these before?!" The rat's eyes bugged out as she ripped the top half of her jumpsuit completely open. "Maybe I should just let everyone get a good look and then you won't have to stare all the time!--" April had just begun to wriggle her arms out of her sleeves when she was scooped up by Shredder. "No need to do that Miss O'Neil, your delectable beauty would be wasted on the old rat!" With that, he ran from the room. "Nothing like a good kidnapping," he thought to himself. Splinter watched in disappointment as Shredder left the room with April in his arms. He sighed. It must be nice to be evil, getting to wear a cool costume, running off with the damsel in distress, or rather the damsel in a state of undress. Heh. He'd made a funny. Rocksteady and Bebop were too absorbed in their own thumb wrestling to notice that their boss had abandoned them. |
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