Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-26552238-20170228183903/@comment-26552238-20170413202642

"So Medic, how's the wife?" Papa Johns asked. "She died eight years ago." "Oh." Papa replied. "The kids?" he asked. "They were kidnapped by that vile Donald Trump clone.* Medic replied.

"That piece of kriff!" Papa screamed, slamming his fist onto the table.

"Hey, we're here to stop that Donald dude!" Papa Ads Hall said.

"Ye." Batman replied.

"Zoo wee mama, we could get rid of that beast of a man. Do you need any help, travelers?" Papa Johns asked.

"Well, we do need to find out what the spaghetti loaf this planet is." Cywren said.

"It's Raxus Prime. It's basically a dump for garbage." Papa Johns said.

"Yeah, there's tons of weird stuff you can find here. I once found a full suit of stormtrooper armor being worn by a zombie who crawled out of a crashed TIE." the Medic said.

This excited Cywren, who ran out into the scrap yards and began stuffing random stuff in her pockets, backpack, and satchel.

"But be warned, the only way you can possibly even begin to defeat the Evil Trump Clone is to find the mystical McDonald's honey mustard. It shall grant you the powers to stop him." Papa Johns said, slurping up a slurp of his homemade spaghetti.