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Yo Mr White! What should i do with those

  • Yo Mr White! What should i do with those bodies? Gimme a call as soon as you can cos im almost out the blue stuff too. We need to get cookin yo!
  • Well, you can use the bodies to make some more blue stuff.
  • you'll make mad stax
  • of prostheses all over this town, you crazy limb-snatcher! Thought the inspector. But he didn't try and stop them as the stax grew ever larger - a clutch of chrome hip-joints here,
  • a few snap-on noses over there. The inspector had stopped trying to break up body-part rings because he'd realized justice was a lie, it was an illusion and canard.
  • Justice was also a jest, a joke and a mockery. The inspector stuffed a couple of kidneys in his pocket to work on at home and caught the tube to the end of the line at Cockfosters.
  • I lingered in the Cockfosters station until I was sure I wasn't being followed. I then hailed a cab and gave him the address of Sherlock Monk Spencer. The driver ejected me from
  • the Taxi Cab and into deep space. My education was XRAY, and I studied every Gamma Ray in the Universe. The Universe was expansive and always in the Red Shift
  • There was a discussion of the sunspots count and we even graphed them in great detail. The Red Shift paid me well enough that I could quit my part time job. Gamma radiation was a
  • small price to pay to be able to afford a nicer car and better frozen food. I could even eat the food frozen and it would be cooked by the time it got to my stomach. Win-win.

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