Thread:Alien Tavern/@comment-35294673-20200606185819/@comment-7180588-20200715152839

We land in 2009, hiding behind a billboard advertising smelly gym socks, perhaps a precursor to Smellysocktopia. "Okay," Greatness the Nightwing says. "Me, KKirby, Weirdtalon and Eye will stay here. Cereal Bowl, Chase, Cape, and Foury, you look for the phone book, find where Corny lives. Here's some walkie-talkies, and jump in the back of his car, so he can't see you guys."