The rotund doctor pulled up a collapsible chair and inspected Burlington. "Hrmmm," said Tubbleton, "he looks awfully fine to me."
The doctor took out a small, conical object and stuck it to Burlington's chest. He then inserted a small earplug into his right ear.
"Hmmm," said Tubbleton, "Pulse normal."
Tubbleton grabbed Burlington by the chin and raised a light, looking into the man's eyes.
"Git yo' pudgy hands off me, old man!" shouted Burlington, swatting Tubbleton's hand away.
Suddenly, the doctor glared at the prisoner and lunged for the man's neck. Seizing him, he lifted the man clear off the floor. "Don't disrespect, lad. Or this light'll be up yours."
With that, Tubbleton dropped Burlington to the ground. Turning to the Constables, he muttered, "Your prisoner's fine..."
After the Doctor left, the Constables arranged in the meeting room again. Burlington, though shaken, seemed fine.
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?
