Spent cartridge casings excitedly jumped

Spent cartridge casings excitedly jumped from the smoking port of the rapidly-heating M134. In a space of milliseconds, the four-door sedan was reduced to a chewed-up scrap heap.

It was a good thing it was a four door not a two door or it would have been a coup and if it was a coup the chickens would all be dead, shot to hell and back for no reason. Justice

demanded an eye for an eye and a giblet for a giblet. My rhodopsin was breaking down so I had to make a quick gettaway into the darkness of the coupe since the overhead light was

bad for my avian night vision. I scratched away the litter exposing the hole I'd pecked in the wall and ruffled my plumage squeezing through. The flock of conspirators was waiting

. We budgies had to stick together. I was concerned that Guido might be a stool pigeon. I caught him whispering to his reflection. Somewhere there was a cat with his name on it.

You had to stay hard to be on "the inside." A stupid bird like me never had a chance. I was a hatchling of the system. Raised in an incubator and cage my entire life. But Guido

rd's Big Brothel" for plus-size women. The other muppets and I whore up a good time, get drunk & steal a bus, then mow down some school children on a field trip. Hahah, good times.

Oh yeah, nothin' like alcohol and plus-sized women to get a muppet going. Elmo was upset, however, about mowing down the children, thinking he prolly should have watned them, but

o well. BigBird was driving the getaway van, filled w/the usual suspects, Ernie, Bert, Elmo,&Scooter. W/the blood from unsuspecting kids dripping from the van, they drove north.