Starfish-McMahan's agent parlayed his lifestory

Starfish-McMahan's agent parlayed his lifestory into a billion-dollar book and TV deal. But at a book signing in Des Moines, Iowa, his "friend" Ned, whom he had left for dead,

you prefer?" Ned asked, rolling his eyes. (Formerly) Starfish-McMahan's eyes misted, and he looked towards a corner of his office as if gazing at the sun. "Call me Electrolux."

"Electrlux my little sea urchin where have you been all my life?" said Ned biting his tongue to stifle a laugh. "Don't call me sea urchin." said (Formerly) Starfish-McMahan.

"It brings up bad memories. Don't ask me to explain." (Formerly) Starfish-McMahon sure was in a prickly mood. Ned could tell it was a touchy subject, so he dropped it. Instead he

began to ramble about the war again. It was only a matter of time before his perception and ability to reason decomposed. He became delirious and spoke of gremlins on his aeroplane

But the gremlins were on his aeroplane, tearing the wings apart and eating the propellers. He was surprised when the people viewing his aeroplane shouted in fear at the gremlins

that didn't even exist. The holographic gremlins produced by Ned and his evil tech companies. Ned was still incredibly evil, but he was in shadowed by his disguise. McHanan's plane

Almost was detected by Tom Skilling during his weather report at noon and mistaken for chemtrails. He noticed just in time something was wrong with the radar. "Stop!", he shouted

The co-pilot closed the engines, and the entire plane plummeted vertically downward, whipping the passengers into a hysterical frenzy. "No, dummy, stop cracking your knuckles!" TBC