Without a Paddle
Boy, what a night. Nothing like waking up at 12 PM on a Friday.
Gengis starts the day off with a nice bubblebath.
Gengis, why did you change into your ghost buster uni-what the?
I don't remember putting Jill there. That's odd.
Well, it's the workday in the mafia for Gengis, but he decides to take a break for now.
Gengis pulls out his phone with a fancy twirl.
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Hey boss, I need to use some paid vacation days. I'm still waiting out in jail since you sold me--I mean, made me work 'overtime'."
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What do you mean 'What's that sound'?"
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Oh! That. Uh, the uh...warden is getting married. They're holding the ceremony in the prison cells."
Well, that was close.
Let's head into town and sell the last of our fruits and veggies.
Oh hey, Dennis. What are you doing here?
Gengis heads inside and sees that there seemed to be some sort of tussle in the store. So he stays around for a while and spends the next few hours cleaning up.
Wasn't that nice of Gengis? They even paid him for the help.
Holy crap that kid is sunburnt.
Well, that was one way to eat up daylight.
Speaking of the night, Gengis got a text message for some paranormal activity in city hall!
There's no time to waste!
Or maybe there is. Despite the horrible, terrible ghosties, they make Gengis wait outside until the meeting is over.
You called over Gengis, a ghost buster, and made him wait until the wee hours of the night, so he can catch a BEE!?
I know it's hard to take Gengis seriously sometimes, but don't waste his time.
Oh well. Might as well eat that bee for a snack and call it a night.
And using the power of editing, it's morning already.
Let's feed Luke since we forgot to do tha--
Huh. What's Jill doing here?
Luke! How did you get down there?
Let's put you back on the nightstand where you belong.
Goldfish, I swear.
Dare we try to go for just one more day off?
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Yeah, hey boss. Yeah, I'm supposed to be let out today, but can I get another paid vacation day to uh, 'recover' from this whole ordeal?"
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'You're tired'? Yes. I am very tired. That's why I'm asking for the day off."
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Oh, 'You're fired'! That makes a lot more sense!"
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You can't do this too me! I've been with you for my entire career!"
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Yes, I DO know that this was the only job I had ever had! No matter! How about I tell all of your secrets to the coppers, then? What about that, huh!?"
Wow, real mature, Gengis.
Although I'll admit Gengis is rather happy about being fired.
Well, time to get to inventing.
We don't need no stinkin' job in the mafia. Inventing pays for itself!
Well, it will eventually.
Gengis takes out some aggression on his work in progress.
Wait. Do you see that, way over there?
What's Beverly's brat doing here?
I guess she's nearby somewhere.
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Aww, did Beverly sell you already? She didn't even give me my cut!"
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I guess your new owner is a tad forgetful, isn't he?"
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There you go. Stay by the stairs here. Maybe somebody will trip over you and notice."
Well, let's get back to work.
Almost done and...
A...drinking llama. Sheesh, Gengis. You're unoriginal.
Oh well, let's hop in the Gengis Mobile Mach II and sell this thing.
Boy it sure is dark out.
Huh. I can't move the camera. That's odd.
Did the game crash or something?
Well, that was weird.
Anyways, let's sell this llama. Gengis is itching for some money-making.
Huh. I don't remember Gengis's Crap-a-Shack looking this dilapidated.
Gengis must've left the water on. His whole backyard is flooded.
Well, let's check on Beverly since we're in the neighborhood.
Afternoon, Beverly. I see you've redecorated. You're looking quite, erhm, masculine today.
And you're cramping Gengis's hairstyle.
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So, how's the mafia been treating you?"
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You've never left this house? Well, sure thing, Beverly."
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Well, how's the ol' ball-and-chain, then?"
Beverly asks Gengis to sit down for a moment, and the two share a quick conversation.
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What!? I'm not in Twinbrook anymore!?"
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And your name is Derick!?"
Gengis discovered that we're in the marshlands. A long ways away from Twinbrook, and Gengis doesn't have his car.
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That's too far to walk! You don't even have a car for yourself, either! I can't get to Twinbrook before nightfall!"
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You've gotta let me stay here. I can't sleep outside in the swamplands! My skin is baby-soft! The mosquitoes would eat me right up!"
Derick doesn't budge. Let's improvise a little.
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Easy there, Derick. You sure you want to get on my bad side?"
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Because I've got this."
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The Redneck E-Raser Laser. One shot of this, and your plaid-wearing behind gets torn apart, molecule by molecule. Just your behind though, it only can shoot plaid-wearing targets."
Glad to see Derick becoming more friendly with Gengis and letting him sleep over for the night.
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I'm happy that we could reach a compromise. So, where will I be sleeping?"
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Because there's no way I'm getting my clothes dirty with your muddy, rinky-dinky bed covers."
A couch?
Well, it's not the best alternative in the world but it'll do.
Gengis quickly falls asleep on the couch.
If you have any suggestions on how Gengis should spend tomorrow, additions or changes in his clothing or house, or anything else just post them in this thread.
