Whatever twas, I liked it enough to put off

Whatever twas, I liked it enough to put off doing the dishes again. That wasn't hard to do. Exotic lifeforms that formed on week old food encrusted plates deserved a chance at Life

and I needed to play god. I engaged the dissipation-driven adaptation theory, placed the plates in warm baths. I nursed countless generations, and passed on godhood to my children.

Abiding to a promise I made with the demiurge, I named them in accordance with the three stooges. Larry, Curly and Moe. The three of them bearing a strong and diverse skillset.

Which if the terrorist didn't release the girl, the three stooges would be forced to use to get her back. They hung up the phone and proceeded to get on a plane to rescue the girl.

They found the despairing girl trussed up in the terrorist's cellar. "Everything will be ok," Moe reassured her, "you're in good hands." As if on cue, Curly set off a hidden alarm.

Curly started to do the Curly Shuffle. THe shadowy figures were mesmerized by Curly's antics. Larry and Moe managed to get the girl outside while they were distracted. Curly ran

directly into an m1 abrams mbt. Seeing curlys tactical advantage of probably being high as balls inside of a main battle tank, Larry and moe ran recklessy towoards the mbt

Curly came within a short hair of shooting Larry & Moe. THen he saw them as Valkyries and held his fire. After a second they were clearly Larry & Moe. He let them into the tank.

As soon as they were inside Moe poked Curly's eyes and called him a mope. Larry took over driving the tank. Moe looked around. "Where is the girl that we're saving?" She was lost.