The light of the moon cast blue lines through

The light of the moon cast blue lines through the blinds onto his face. Staying asleep was no problem, but his dreamself stepped into the light and blazed with lunar energy coldly

advertising for the local arena ball team. His dreamself thought, "wasn't there some left over pork roast in the shower?" The fridge busted so they had to fill the tub up with ice

T and other lame geezer rappers. The bathers apparently liked eating pork roast whenever they watched arena football and needed to bathe. Just then Coolio said,

"Stop getting so handsy" to some guy in an Ed Hardy t-shirt. "Who let this douche in the room?" Then, security guards rushed in and grabbed

the culprit, the Hamburger helper Helping Hand. As he was dragged out, he begged the policeman to let him stay. "But, but, I make a hearty meal your whole family will love." No

amount of pleading was going to help. Police Chief Wiggy tightened his grip on "Hamburger." "This time, you're not going to finger a patsy," he said, "Dust for prints," he

shouted to Donny. Donny wasn't so sure the Hamburger did it. It could be a copy cat killing. Donny couldn't prove it by himself though. He needed to enlist the help of

Captain Spatula. Fortunately he'd just finished solving the previous case at Wendy's at could come right over. When he arrived he flipped all the burgers in the joint and declared

a state of emergency. Everyone was scared and panicked. Why had this happened? How long would it be before

he found the strength to look at the message on his iphone. he steadied himself on his shattered ankle, he read the message. It was brief "I said no onions asshole". Jim smiled