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Seventeen
Everyone was having the time of their lives. Pashen donned a complete hockey uniform, set up a goal and was stabbing slap shots out of the air one after another from a team that happened to be there for the weekend. All their practice sessions were over but she got them out of bed saying she wanted to see their best effort from inside the net. Mr. Bemis and the Clone were chomping down one of those 72 oz steaks that you get in Armarillo Texas. The Belt had them cut off a little slab for him.
"Bananas, who needs bananas when you have all this protein!" he exclaimed, as the Bemis twins nodded in agreement. Polly was thumbing through the archives and contrasting the very best posts with some ancient scrolls she had obtained while visiting THE Promised Land. Lollie was still working away but she had a big smile on her face.
"That's 40 souls I've saved today." she stated proudly. "Another 258,786 and I will qualify for saint hood . I'm determined to go down as the saint with the best sense of humor."
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Bette and Q had Bon Bon and Tammy outside with the hose turned on running around like little kids, splashing in puddles and screaming. The "Peaceman" had chocolate smeared all over his face and his mouth was full of cake but he was now on his feet high fiving everyone and saying, "Peace, dudes!"
It was simply a beautiful occassion....... and then it happened. People first became aware of it when Bon Bon notified everyone that she saw 2 strange men creeping in the woods. The next thing you knew all the villagers were caught in a crossfire as shots rang out one after another from different angles.
It was at this point that the villagers stopped patting each other on the back and realized that they would now be forced to really put their Passion in Action. It was that or lose their lives.
Lollie spoke for them all when she said, "I don't mind dying. Wait, I don't want to miscommunicate.... I am not afraid to die, but I prefer to live because of all the good I can do in this world."
"Well, what are we waiting for, let's go kick some ass!" Pashen cried as she headed out to meet the snipers in full hockey gear. "I can block anything they shoot at me."
"Wait, we need a plan." said Bon Bon.
Just then 3 bullets wizzed right by Pashen leaving holes in the wall only inches from her head. She hesitated, "Ok, I got it... I'm willing to listen, but I got some ideas of my own and...."
"Shsssssssshhh...." came 5 voices in unison.
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| Preface | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10 | 11 | 12 |
| 13 | 14 | 15 | 16 | 17 | 18 | 19 | 20 | 21 | 22 | 23 | 24 | 25 || Alan | Bette | Mr. Bemis | Mr. Bemis' Clone | Black Belt | BonBon | David |
| Donatello | Duckman | Eugene | Jason P. | Jef | Jonathon | Judy | Lollie | Karen |
| Pashen | Penelope | Polly | Q | Sue | Tammy | Terry Cloth | Tony Robbins |
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