Phazon from the Mad Sea Cows of Untranquility

Phazon from the Mad Sea Cows of Untranquility savored the echoes of his chuckles. "Murder in the Martian Catacombs ... " He nearly shrieked again. Upon the obsidian tiles lay

a head of iron-enhanced lettuce. "Hm... a fresh head." Suddenly, a sarcophagus swung open, and out jumped Jherek Manatee of Mars! "Your life is in its final phase, Phazon," Jherek

depressed the trigger on his fincuff deploying the Frisee beam.Phazon not expecting Jherek to regenerate so fast found himself entwined in the leafy buckeyball. The sinister seacow

grazed on Stephen Hawking's toes. Phazon pop and locked sending a bucky ball into Jherek's face which

slid down his body into a pile of goo. Jherek was down. Samus locked & loaded another phazon burst at Stephen Hawking. "Come with me if you want to live," she told the physicist.

They dined at the local swedish breakfast joint, the Svea.

Of course, it wouldn't be a swedish breakfast joint without swedish meatballs. So they smoke the joint and enjoyed the smell of the meatballs in The Svea, the local breakfast place

, without the slightest clue what was really going on in the back kitchen. The first hint that something was wrong came when they smelt a peculiar odour from the rear-end of a

bar-b-qued butt hanging out the oven door. "Hansel!" they cried, bereft. Juicy bits of fatty flesh were covered with the sauce & their mouths watered against their will.

Gretel approached the oven. Her face twisted with guilt, she scooped up some of the bbq sauce and tasted it. "Delicious," she admitted, and the witch cackled. "I know!"