Chapter 94: The Tank

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Evan: This is a nice Tank Tack.

Tack: Thank you, we can go for a joyride.

Evan and Tack gets in the Tank...

Tack drives the Tank to a Firehouse...

Evan blows up the Firehouse with the Tank...

Evan: Now that's a spicy burrito!

Tack: I see dead bodies!

Evan: May someone call a medic!

Evan and Tack laughing...

A few minutes later...

Detective Andrea: This is a true crime!

Detective Foreman: So many dead firemen.

Detective Andrea: We need to find whoever did this.

Ten minutes later...

US Army General: My Tank was reported stolen.

Chief Wayne: Stolen?

US Army General: Two guys were having a joyride.

Chief Wayne: Do you know these two guys?

US Army General: A guy named Tack left the Army years ago, his wife works at Dyno Tech Industries.

Five minutes later...

Detective Foreman: Are you Tack's wife?

Tack's Wife: Yes, my husband isn't here.

Fart: Mommy, where is the vending machine?

Tack's Wife: I'm sorry my son's nanny called in sick.

Detective Foreman: Hey kiddo, what's your name?

Fart: My name is Fart!

Detective Foreman: Fart?

Tack's Wife: My husband thought it would be appropriate, I heard Fart is a baby's name for both Boys and Girls but my son wants to keep Fart as his name.

Detective Foreman: I can't imagine a baby girl with the name Fart, that just sounds so wrong.

Tack's Wife: Everyone farts so it fits perfectly.

Detective Foreman: Anyways, Tack is a suspect in a firehouse explosion, he and his friend killed many Firemen.

Tack's Wife: I need to take Fart to the vending machine.

Fart lifts his leg up and farts...

Don't fart in public!

Fart: Sorry mommy.

Detective Foreman goes to his car...

Six minutes later...

Evan: What should we do now?

Tack: I want to go to my wife's work and blow up her work to show my son what I feel about his farting!

Evan: Wait, you want to kill your own son?

Tack: Yes, he's annoying always farting at home.

Evan: Please don't do this.

Tack: Either you are with me or get out of my Tank!

Evan pulls out a gun...

Evan: We are going to blow up a Mental Hospital!

Tack: You think aiming a gun at me will change the situation?!

Evan: I will shoot you!

Tack: Fine, but after we blow up a Hospital I'm killing my son, he needs to learn the consequences for farting.

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