An Elite Confederacy Of Nerds. My Peeps

Ben Yanked Hi Sideways As Spikes Snapped From The Wall…once Again, Only Ben’s Reflexes Had Saved Him. “please Stop Doing That!” Ben Barked. “please Keep Doing That!” Hi Warbled.

I Can't Believe You Jokers Fixed It." Hi Was Picking His Way Down To The Beach. "believe It, Clown. Too Much Brain Power Here To Fail." Still Pumped, Shelton Threw Another Palm Ben's Way. "oh, I'm Sure." Hi Streched, Yawned. "it Was Something Highly Technical, I Suppose? Something Requiring Mechanical Ability? Nothing As Simple As Tightening A Wire Or Flippin A Switch, Right?" Ben Reddened. Shelton Developed An Intrest In His Sneakers. Score One For Hi.

I Tend To Watch A Lot Of Movies At Home. It's Nice To Be Close To The Refrigerator With My Pyjamas On And Just Relax.

I Work With The Dead, But I Am Working For The Living.

Who's Going To Rob Us? A Crackhead Crab? A Jellyfish Junkie?