Torplexed and Gunter were moving the pool table into it's new location when beer went flying all over the MR.
G: "Save the beer!"
T: "It's too late.....it's gone."
G: "Why...Why...?"
Just then there was a knock at the door. Wiping the beer from his face Sailor Steve answers the door. A dark shadowy figure enters the MR: "Is there a KIRK here.
SS: "Kirk... it's for you."
As Kirk walks up to the driver he gives him a long hard look. The driver says: "So your Kirk, eh?"
K: "So your Canadian, eh?"
Driver: "Very funny wise guy." Then the driver leans over and says "John has a long mustache."
Kirk: "Mary needs to shave her armpits."
Driver: "Sign here."
The driver returns with a crate and Kirk starts opening it. As the side falls away, there is another box inside. On the side it says "C.I.A" and "R.G.N.M.R.D.C.D.B.S."
Sailor Steve, Torplexed, and Gunter all at the same time: "The COMPANY!"
Kirk takes a step back: "What.... no that stands for Coyote Inc., Acme. It used to be just Acme, but this Coyote guy won a lawsuit over not being able to control a rocket backpack/skate combo he was using to chase a road runner."
CS: "Kirk, what is R.G.N.M.R.D.C.D.B.S. ?"
Kirk: "It stands for Radar Guided Never Miss the Red Dot in the Center Dart Board System. I thought we could pick up some change with the rigged dart games."
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