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Surreptitiously pocketing the man’s <span class="mu-g">2 DOLLARS,</span> your greed, unsurprisingly, isn’t sated! Crossing your arms with a stern look on your face, you ask the bandit where he keeps his <span class="mu-b">PONGOS!</span>
“... what the fuck are you talkin’ about? What are ‘<span class="mu-b">PONGERS?</span>’”
Retrieving a random example from your <span class="mu-g">PONGO POUCH,</span> you shove the disc depicting a drunken cat in your prisoner’s face! THIS, you snarl, <span class="mu-i">THIS</span> is a <span class="mu-b">PONGO!</span> Where are they?!
“Oooh,” Joe nods, eye lenses lighting up in realization, “Yea, I know what a <span class="mu-b">PONGER</span> is! Tell you what–you promise to let me go an’ I’ll tell you where to find some!”
You idly flick your flamethrower’s lighter on and off next to his face. Why should you trust him?
“L-look, we’ve been stealin’--that’s true, but the whole town’s gone ta’ hell!” Joe exclaims, pulling his face away from your toy! “We’ve collected other stuff–weapons, food, meds–we don’t need friggin’ <span class="mu-i">discs</span>, you know?”
What you <span class="mu-i">know</span>, you growl, is that he’s wasting your time! Leaning in closer, you ask him again: why should you trust him?!
“Because I’d rather not <span class="mu-i">DIE</span>, alright? You gimme your word that you’ll let me go and I’ll give you your toys! Hell, you can have ‘em in a minute! Can’t find ‘em if I’m dead, though!”
You click your tongue in annoyance. And what about his other knocked-out pals?
“Them?” He asks, glancing between you and the pile he rolled out of, “Shit, free ‘em, kill ‘em, <span class="mu-i">eat</span> ‘em if it makes you and your skeleton pals happy–I just wanna get outta here!”
As you mull the idea over in your mind, a dusty lamp flickers on inside your head–and what’s he gonna do once he goes free, exactly?
“Fuck do you care? You’ll never see <span class="mu-i">me</span> again!” Joe shrugs. “I’m keepin’ far away from freaky <span class="mu-r">RACCOON-THINGS</span> from now on, that’s for damn sure! I see you on the road? I’m headin’ for a whole other zip code!”
You respond to his terms with a noncommittal ‘<span class="mu-i">huh</span>.’ If what he’s saying is true you could grab some more <span class="mu-b">PONGOS,</span> but is that the uh… the <span class="mu-i">ethnical</span> choice here?
What’s the verdict?
>NOPE! KILL THIS SUCKER!
>YOU AGREE! WHERE ARE THE DAMN PONGOS?
>YOU’LL HAVE TO CONSULT WITH PAULIE FIRST–JOE DID TRY TO ROB HIM!
>DEAL, BUT HE AND HIS FRIENDS HAVE TO STOP BANDITING!
>WRITE-IN!
