Re: Recruition

A dozen AK-47 wielding scutters, members of Lenin's elite guard, were
on hand to make sure there was no pushing or shoving. Another dozen
scutters were handing out propaganda pamphlets.
Lloyd looked over the rail at the arm of scutters below. Donover
however was dripping head to toe in red paint. He muttered. "Bloody
scutters!"
"There's that twit in the white suit and there's Cereburm who thinks
he's Lennin. One has effectal taken control with the other is trying
to take control." Lloyd mused to herself.
"What the hell do we do?!" Donover muttered. "And where's that ex-
engineer gone?!"
"You know this wouldn't have happened if Harris were still board."
Lloyd said.
"He most likely have the twit dismembered and Cereburm shot for
mutenty." Donover commented.
"Why is the three stoogies working for the twit?" Lloyd wondered,
referring to Tom, Dick and Harry. "Come on gov."
"Where are we going?" Donover asked.
"To find the security doing a bit of seige warfare with a rubber band
and the golf carfs. We can get them to attack Cereburm and slow him
down." Lloyd explained.