Part Twelve
Rocko's World Domination Begin
"Hey Buster, gimme another mead!" screamed Rocko as he
pulled a chair from underneath an unwitting customer with a full
mug of mead. He then pointed at the poor guy sitting on his butt
and covered in mead. "Look everyone! What an ASS! HA HA
HA!"
"HA HA HA HA!" laughed Corky, easily entertained by the
juvenile joke that actually could have resulted in severe back
pain and possibly paralysis (which possibly would have made if
funnier).
"What's your best strength and your worst weakness?"
asked Lola privately in the dark corner where they went to be in
privates as the others drank Mead at Buster's expense.
Turf thought about it for three minutes and fifteen seconds.
"I'd say, my looks and dirt. I don't like to get dirty."
He then sliled Lola (which I think might be something dirty but if
that offends you, pretend it is something cute that 1st graders
do). Lola scribbled a few more things on The Hero's form and then
headed into the back room again.
"Hisss!" hissed LEGObrick's familiar, a snake! It was
shy and hiding earlier. "Here it is! My snake!" shouted
LEGObrick as he whipped it out. Perhaps this was the mystery of
LEGObrick that had been mentioned in the previous part.
"Buster likes snakes," began Rocko although I don't know
how he knew since he only just met him a few parts ago.
"Trouser variety best," he punchlined predictably!
XIII. The Mission!
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