Burlington awoke just as suddenly as he had collapsed. The Molly shook his head and placed his hand heavily on the metal stool.
"Ugh," murmured Burlington, "Wot the hell was dat mates?"
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Within the conference room, the other constables looked on with bewilderment.
"Deviations from Previously Rec..."
The mechanical, feminine voice suddenly stopped itself.
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As Burlington struggled to stand up, Jerry Whitacre could be heard running down the hall, screaming, "MEDICCCCCC!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Whitacre barreled into the interrogation room, slamming into the mirrored wall. Startled, Burlington lost his grip on the stool and fell face flat onto the floor.
"Ag'doh!" cried Burlington, "Watch yer'self guvna! Ya tryin' to kill me, eh, now?"
Behind the constable, a rotund medic trotted along at an even pace. Upon arriving, he introduced himself.
"Ah, the name's Leonard Tubbleton," said the rotund medic in a jolly, rotund voice, "Doctor Leonard Tubbleton."
"Thanks for coming, Doctor," said Captain Scott, the other constables nodded.
"Esquire," added Tubbleton hastily. "Now, where's the patient?"
Quote:[7:42:05 PM][6:51:36 PM] Igor (Smokey): btw terry
[6:51:48 PM] Terrance Cooper: Ye?
[6:52:00 PM] Igor (Smokey): nothin
[6:52:03 PM] Igor (Smokey): just sayin btw
[6:52:05 PM] Terrance Cooper: <_<
Quote:Johnny_Haas: you shot anti criuse speed rockets!!!
Johnny_Haas: but why????
Johnny_Haas: ??
Johnny_Haas: why you shoot criuse speed rockets?
