Just the good old boys...

"I'd like to see those clown's start anything now!" said Jay, through the loudspeakers of Zodar's mech suit E.V.E 1.
"God I love this thing!" he said grinning like a cheshire cat   
 
"Phil....PHIL...ohchristwagons...Satan?"
 
"Yes oh minion..." replied the darkened one
 
"I have a plan.."
 
"Does it invlove the wantan diestruction of clowns?"
 
"Yes..." replied Jay, turning down the voie in the suit
 
"I'm in...although i suggest the mortals go, as this could get messy?"
 
"MORTALS? You may think your Satan Mr, but I'm still captain..." bellowed Alota..
 
Phil impressed jay by not flinching...he then wispered in Alota ear...She then said "Well...I'm sorry about that...i'll just take the midget and the others to the armoury...but please dont speak to me like that again okay?"
 
Phil just grinned as Alota led wirrarls et all to the armourey..
 
"HOW...I mean how the hell did that happen?"
 
There was a noise as the lift load of CCC had finally made their way into the section where jay and Phil where..
 
The clowns came running up and stopped just short of Phil...news like him gets around very quickly..
 
"Never you mind  loyal minion...Now...how about a game of Clown Cricket?"
 
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