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Part I : The Past
Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Evan Will went toward Johnny, and told him "You're little bodyguard is going to split, probably. And then I'll have you." dhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fTi2G4AzfVs&featu…— July 5, 2012 12:42 a.m.
Part I : The Past
Tino cleared his throat, and glanced over at young Kenworth, seated beside him. Kenny caught his glance - do not mess with this guy. Captain villa's phone rang again. He picked up, saying "Make it fast, I'm very busy.....oh, really....no shots fired?....you're sure of the information?....you were there?....At this point Tino began squirming visibly, and Captain Villa moved a little part of his cheek in his direction. Captain Villa was listening and then he glanced at young Kenworth. To Augustino Escudero it was obvious that the Captain was receiving a report about how he pulled his pistol at a soccer match. Tino was sure because Captain Villa glanced toward Kenny, who had missed a penalty kick. Tino's philosophy was a little different than Captain Villa's, and Tino had been warned not to do that by Captain Villa himself. The way Tino looked at it, better to cut the potential mob off as soon as possible, and if the mob is ignited, and you have a pistol, unholster earlier rather than later. Captain Villa took a different view. The Argentine Navy Captain hung up the phone very lightly, and said to Tino "You've done it again." Tino spread his arms out and replied "But for God's sake, the arbitrator denied him a penalty kick. The ball was far in, it just ricocheted out fast, and the bastard used that as an excuse. The referees are bought and sold. Additionally there are gamblers and assorted- "Be quiet." whispered Captain Villa. He mused for a duration, and said, as nonchalantly as you please "I've instructed you to not unholster your weapon without due reason previously, have I not?" Tino said nothing. "And yet you persist in doing so, and in my opinion it is on a whim, that is when you don't have money on the match, which concerns me, and if I should find that you are abusing your authority for material gain, you'll face a firing squad." "My Captain, the penalty kick went in. The abuse of authority is strictly with the referee." Captain Villa turned to Kenny, and said in heavily accented English "Penalty kick. In, or out?" Tino made sure not to try and influence Kenny, who responded "For sure part of the ball got across. For sure." 'That's my boy.' thought Tino Escudero. "Part is not all," replied Captain Villa. "Yeah, that's for sure." said Kenny Clifton. "Well, since this is a disputed penalty kick, you live another day, Detective Escudero." said Captain Villa, looking Tino in the eye. The Theme of 'Time Machine' 'The signal' Juanes Unplugged. Google it.— June 30, 2012 5:39 p.m.
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Right on. You made my day, R. Thank you kindly. Off we go. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Captain Villa examined Tino and young Kenworth Clifton, while tapping a pencil on his desk lightly. Tino cringed visibly. Captain Villa was just a regular soccer watching citizen, but when he started thinking, something would happen......... (Beck - Hotwax - lyrics w/bonusvideo) It takes a backwash man to sing a backwash soul Like a frying pan when the fire's gone Driving my pig while the band's taking pictures in the grass And my radio's smashed And I like pianos in the evening sun Dragging my heals 'til my day is done Saturday night in the Captain's clothes Tender horns blowing when my jewelry froze Yo soy un disco quebrado Yo tengo chicle en mi cerebro I can't believe my way back when My Cadillac pants going much too fast Karaoke weekend at the suicide shack Community service and I'm still the mack Shocked my finger spicing my hand I been spreading disease all across the land Beautiful air-conditioned sitting in the kitchen Wishing I was living like a hit man Face down in the guarantees Jaundiced honchos getting busy with me Because I get down I get down I get down all the way Yo soy un disco quebrado Yo tengo chicle en mi cerebro Sawdust songs of the plaid bartenders Western Unions of the country westerns Silver foxes looking for romance In the chain smoke Kansas flashdance ass pants And you got the hotwax residues You never lose in your razor blade shoes Stealing pesos out of my brain Hazard signs down the Alamo lanes Radar systems piercing the souls You never get caught with the wax so rotten All my days I got the grizzly words Hijacked flavors that I'm flipping like birds Yo soy un disco quebrado Yo tengo chicle en mi cerebro Who are you? I'm the enchanting wizard of rhythm Why did you come here? [Girl:] "Who are you?" [Man:] "I'm the enchanting wizard of rhythm." [Girl:] "Why did you come here?" [Man:] "I came here to tell you about the rhythms of the universe" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yMojBskjars— June 30, 2012 11:53 a.m.
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No, its an internet serial. )))))::::))))— June 30, 2012 3:53 a.m.
Getting ready to go
Bingo said "Convene at the table. Be seated." The young geniuses took their seats. Evan fell back. Time is a buffer, yeah? Bingo said "You can call me Bingo. I'm a chief sniper in the United States Marine Corps. You go ahead, ladies first." said Bingo to Ann, gesturing so that she might introduce herself. Ann loked Bingo in his eyes and was instantly smitten. She said "I'm an Army soldier." "Okay, now you." said Bingo, looking at Johnny. "You can call me, Johnny." said the Navy midshipman, with full aplomb. "Proceed." said Bingo, thus one upping the young whelp. "I'm a Navy man, through and through." replied Johnny, in rather cavalier fashion. "What do you do in the Navy?" asked Bingo, with a tinge of gravitas to one up the one upper. "I'm a botanist." replied Johnny, simply. Evan Will was intrigued then, and approached Johnny. Evan said "You're talking about you work with plants? Like a landscaper or something?" "Roughly." replied Johnny, with an ooze in his voice that implied he was dealing with an inferior. "I wasn't aware that there were botanists in the Navy." said Evan. Johnny smirked visibly, gave Ann a special look, turned back to Evan and said "Why would you think the U.S. Navy would lack botanists?" http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0i0VmuIhrQA&featur…— June 26, 2012 11:57 p.m.
Getting ready to go
Dilbert looked hard at Evan Will. "Go pick up your knife and sheath it. Unless you don't want it." said Evan Will in a deadly voice that sucked the oxygen out of the room. Dilbert walked toward his knife on the other side of the room, limping visibly. "Stop acting like you're hurt, Dilbert. I know that act." said Evan Will. Ann gasped. Evan turned toward the female, black American Army soldier. She shot him a look that turned his blood to ice water. Evan had a very bad premonition, he knew his life would change for good, and inalterably. Dilbert shuffled toward his knife, one leg longer than the other. Evan Will hadn't injured him. This was Dilbert's normal condition. Evan looked at young sailor Johnnie. The look was returned with narrow contempt. Evan thought to himself 'I'm a master social intercourse, and I'm at a loss here, and just had a very bad premonition- review.' Evans eyes widened when he realized that when he was assisting Dilbert with leg lifts. One of his legs was shorter than the other. Evan had just beat up a physically challenged individual. The fact that Dilbert was whole was no consolation. The Ease turned away, rubbing his chin, as if he were a leader in thought. His face went beet red, and he began to think how he was going to recuperate from this thing, when doubt entered his mind- maybe I've been wrong all along, thought Evan Will. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4HynmzndbQ8— June 26, 2012 1:19 a.m.
Getting ready to go
"Thirty seconds, maggots. Up for thirty seconds. This is the interval." said Evan Will, and as he saw the youngsters struggling to keep their legs up he glided ever so gently toward Bingo, pulled out Dilbert's cell phone, and checked to see what he was texting. Bingo was looking. JOHNNY TOLD ANN THAT THE NAVY IS A WHITE MAN'S OUTFIT. ANN, WHO IS AFRICAN AMERICAN, THREW A HIGH KICK AT HIS HEAD, WHICH HE NARROWLY DODGED. JOHNNY GRABBED ONE OF ANN'S ARMS, AND WENT TO WRAP HER UP. ANN LANDED A LIGHT SHOT WITH HER LEFT ELBOW TO JOHNNY'S HEAD, PARTIALLY AVOIDED. WHEN JOHNNY DUCKED< HE PICKED UP ANN AS HE WENT IN.... Evan looked at Bingo- I may owe this kid an apology. It wouldn't be the first time. Bingo whispered "Ann and Johnny may have a thing for each other." Evan looked at them, and sure enough, that's the way it it was. Evan looked at Dilbert, struggling to keep his legs up. He went over to him, kneeled down in front of his legs, pushed down on them lightly. Dilbert struggled on. Evan checked his watch. "Ten seconds left." he said, and pushed down on Dilbert's legs lightly, making it more difficult for him, but also giving him some of Evan Will's own energy. Dilbert made it, barely. "Down!" cried Evan Will. Ann and Johnny were huffing and puffing, and turned to each other. It was almost as if they had finished an outstanding bout of love making. It was glaringly obvious. What a scandal. Evan hooked Dilbert's right arm and pulled him up off the ground, and smacked his stomach with the back of his hand. He said "Dilbert, the next time you pull a knife on me, you be willing to fight." http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7P1d8BVvY-I."— June 19, 2012 11:09 a.m.
Getting ready to go
Get up phuck! Get up! said Evan Will. Dilbert lay stricken on the turf, eyes glazing over slowly, looking at the ceiling, and projecting the end for himself. Evan Will kicked him really hard along the place where Dilberts ass met his hips. Dilbert flew across the floor. Get up. Said Evan Will again. The CIA analyst named Dilbert began to show signs of life. Evan looked at Bingo. Bingo's look was 'exercise them, then pump them for information. They have excess energy.' Evan said "That's okay maggot, you can lie down flat on your back. Leg lifts." Evan snapped his fingers a couple times to communicate to Ann and Johnny that they were to join in as well. They did. "Flat on your backs, people! Alright now up. Bring those legs up. Stay...... keep those legs up. Bingo said Come on! Come on! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f-3TZiyY9Sk— June 19, 2012 12:04 a.m.
Introduction
The Admiral continued "This is a scientific mission of paramount importance. I expect your best, and understand the strange nature of the mission. Expect full support. If I could, I would go with you. Sometimes the missions that we undertake are daunting, but as long as we remember who we are, we have the appropriate basis from which to address the question. Do I make myself clear?" "Yes, Admiral." said Evan and Bingo in unison. "Good luck and God speed." said the Admiral. A naval aviator appeared at the door way. The Admiral looked at him. "Admiral, we have transport as ordered."— June 15, 2012 2:20 p.m.
Introduction
Bingo cleared his throat lightly and said "Admiral, if I may, that sounds rather cryptic." "It certainly does, Marine. Both of you will dive in short course for the point of transmission. In order to decipher whatever you may find, you'll tow in dive three of our finest analysts. They are physicists. One is from the Army, another from the Navy and another from the CIA, and they've been working together for some time. Your mission will be to get them from A to B safely. It's of paramount importance." "Admiral, Dilbert nerds?" whispered Evan Will. "You'll do well to guard your tongue in my presence, Mr. Will. Your antics are well known to me, and I will not be spoken to that way under any circumstances." "I apologize." whispered Evan Will. "Regardless of your current civilian status, Mr. Will, you shall observe every protocol as if you were in the military. These are two young men and one young women. You'll meet them soon." http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k0xgjUhEG3U— June 14, 2012 10:44 p.m.