The janitor was facing down a group of men trying to scramble into a room in which a terrorist named Osama bin Laden. The janitor motioned to the fellow members of his team to come in to assist him in a firefight in order to advance further in the building.
After facing a light resistance from Osama's men, the janitor saw the man with a gray beard trying to escape and there's a mop right on the floor. He picked up the mop and threw it at Osama, tripping him. Desperate, Osama grabbed a woman nearby and yell something in Arabic.
A soldier next to the janitor fired at the two, sending a bullet right through Osama's and his hostage's skulls.
"And that's how it happened!" said the janitor.
JD stood in disbelief and said, "Okay, how much of this is true?"
"You can doubt all you want, I was there!"
"Oh sure and last year you told me that you worked for the New York Yankees."
The janitor touched JD's forehead and said, "Still haven't healed yet it seems."
"Of course it didn't heal, it's been few days already and it stings, what were you wearing?"
The janitor showed his fist with a diamond studded ring with a interlocking "NY" and a sapphire background.
"It looks pretty, can I touch it?" asked JD with a feminine tone.
The janitor smiled and said, "Okay" as he proceed to punch the wimpy doctor in the same spot on the forehead as he did days before.
"OW! What was that for?"
"You wanted to touch it so I made sure you did."
"But not like that!"
Later that night at Sacred Heart Hospital, the janitor was ready to leave when his cell phone started to ring. He picked up the phone and said, "Yello?"
"Agent Flynn, we have another mission for you and we need your help! Our former operative, Tony Almeida just held up the porn store with a assault rifle because his credit card got rejected. Now he's threatening kill the hostages if the police don't give into his demands!"
"I'm on it!" said the janitor.
11:05 P.M.
