Outside the MR a low rumble slowly grew louder. The rumbling got louder and louder. The MR foundation started to shake until the rumbling grew loud enough that you could tell that whatever it was ... was right outside the door.
As the rumbling died and the sound of a powerful engine was shut off, two voices could be heard outside the MR doors.
Voice 1 : I can't believe you traded for this tank!
Voice 2: It's a beautiful tank!
Voice 1: It's awful! It leaks fuel all over the damn place!....It's a piece of junk!!!
Voice 2: Always with the negative waves, Moriarty!
The MR doors swung open and a couple well dieseled chucks strolled through the door.
Jester: They have arrived....
CS: Oddball! Moriarty! Welcome!
Kirk: Great....more furballs.
Phil: About time you mugs showed up! Where's crapgame?
Oddball: He's reloading the paint shells for the tank....he'll be in shortly. Say...didn't you tell me you needed a new decor for this place??
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