"The map only tells us the name of the states, not where specifically within each state.", said Rob, investigating the so-called case. "Hmmm, the red lines, the red lines...". Rob magnified his vision using one of the protruding coconuts to zoom into the beginning on the trail and the separate red lines. "Those spaced out lines, what is it supposed to mean?!" Rob then lit the "mellowness" and ate another "Hershey's bar". "Of course! It indicates a location within each state. This first one looks like it's located right here in Darking at the Dark Spot that most likely signifies melanoma ( the "Time Square" in corrupt America). I knew I should've went to community college!" Exclaimed Oil rig. "Look! Something in legible quill ink popped out! It says screw you dark, at the ding of 12 o' clock, you'll here a glock shot and a bark," Rob read aloud. "So every time we figure out each location, the clue just pops up on the map and all we need to do now is go over their?" Curiously asked Black, craving a sort of rush. "Obviously. But Romney said something about strength, blending, and durability. Shouldn't we at least prepare?" Snoop Dogged Rob intellectually. "You're right. Butler, get me 10 floozies, 12k in a briefcase along with a surplus of equipment and weapons, night goggles, inconspicuous clothing and a basketball jersey," black demanded oppressively. "Right away, sir. Shall I get the black tuxedo as well?" Asked Alfredo. "At your own risk. Our journey begins." The crunch of a prune is then heard.
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Inglorious Impostor Presents: The Astonisher's Return
AvventuraThe following content is designed for a tolerant, but not limited to a knowledgeable audience. Reader's discretion is advised: Rob, a reluctant yet hesitant criminal, is the one who you can trust to get an odd job done; he's street smart. Dilige...
