T-Rex: Brussels Samoa, the evil genius who was always metaphorically and rarely literally locking horns with my superspy character Angola Maldives, was up to his old tricks again!
T-Rex: His old tricks were trying to blow up the entire planet!
T-Rex: It wasn't a very good trick because he'd never successfully pulled it off, but Angola had never successfully stopped him from trying this trick in the first place, so in a way, who is the worst at their job? "Perhaps we are both kind of bad at them, you know?" Angola mused while driving his sports boat. "You do tend to be more reactive than preemptive," the babe he was with (Tunisia) said distractedly while she messed with something on her phone.
Utahraptor: Oh man, is Tunisia working for Brussels? Is the phone a remote detonator?
T-Rex: No man! She's on Facebook.
T-Rex: She finally put her phone away, but then took it out a few seconds later. "You getting texts?" Angola asked, but Tunisia only stared at her phone for several seconds before saying "Sorry, what?". Angola wondered who she was texting.
Utahraptor: OH MY GOD, IS IT BRUSSELS SAMOA??
T-Rex: Nope! It's a friend who's having a crisis. Angola thought Tunisia was being rude, but didn't realize how good she was being to her other friend, so it was complicated and confusing. THE END.
T-Rex: ps: this entire time kick-ass explosions were going off in the background, AW YEAH BABY
