I bet all of the money in my bank account

I bet all of the money in my bank account that no one will continue this story.....

but at that moment the gang Scorpia closed in on the private bank.

"Sorry, we close at noon on Saturdays," the bank teller mouthed through the glass doors. Frustrated, he Scorpia gang clamored back into their getaway car and drove to Moe's for

est hideout. They returned to the bank on Monday & robbed it for $500,000, but the manager convinced them to invest it in a "foolproof savings plan". "We'll be rich!" Moe enthused

, imagining all the cash they would get. Suddenly, they turned around and behind them was the half-baked burrito detective! " Give back that cash!" he dripped. Moe's thoughts went

to the reasons why: the hunger, the longing, the anger, the need for his prescriptions. "NEVER!" Moe cried, gripping the money & activating his SuperPower Spring Shoes to jump over

He fell down flat on his face, bruising his perfect cheekbones in the process. The paparazzi sprang into action and began swarming the humiliated man like vultures.

And because at least one copy of a tabloid has ever been sold, that absolutely vindicates all paparazzi in perpetuity forevermore throughout the universe.