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CHAPTER 9

MEETING KREW, THE WORLD'S FATTEST MAGNET'S KEIRALIKE CLIENT

(Hip Hog heaven, later known as the Naughty Ottsel)

Krew, the world's fattest lunch eater: what is that horrible smell?

Well: I guess it's the dog poop on the floor

Krew, the world's fattest guy in green pants: I guess you're right

Erol: sick! HICK!

Krew, he with the world's smallest feet: don't you have work to do?

Erol: I guess, but it's so much more fun to sit around here drinking beer HICK!

Krew, the world's fattest question asker: oh well, more money for me. I've got a proposition for you Jak. Racing is the most popular sport in the city, Erol is the race champion

Jak: that alcoholic?

Erol: do you have a problem HICK with that ecofreak? HICK!

Krew, the world's fattest FBI-agent: that alcoholic is dangerous on the track. Only a complete moron would dare race against him

Well: because he's constantly drunk?
Erol: HEY! HICK!

Krew, the world's fattest CIA-agent: (whispers) precisely, but don't tell him I said that, he's armed

Jak: (looks at Erol)

Erol: where's my beer HICK! Damn women! HICK! (Shoots the waiter with his morph gun)

Civilian Guy: why is it always me who gets shoot?

Jak: see what you mean

Krew, the world's fattest horse whisperer: and that's where you came in (points at the door) and by the way, a Keiralike client of mine is looking for some good drivers for her racing team, I already signed your contracts to save time.

Daxter: (reads the contract) we the racers give Krew all rights except the right to pay our bills. Signed Well…Ehm…Eh, Jak and Dakster. You spelled my name wrong!

Well: why did you write "You spelled my name wrong"?

Daxter: he didn't write "you spelled my name wrong", Krew, the world's fattest ottsel spelled my name wrong!

Krew, the world's fattest phone salesman: who cares anyway? Get to the stadium in less than three minutes and my keiralike client said she would consider hiring you for her team

Jak: cool, racing

Erol: you'll never HICK beat me HICK

Jak: oh, I'm so discouraged

(Stadium)

Jak: well that didn't take any time at all

Daxter: just one word! How long is one word in seconds?

Jak: it depends, if the word says "next day" it means one day later, but that's two words of course, I think Stadium means it didn't take any time at all¨

Well: let's go see Krew, the world's fattest clienthaver's keiralike client

Jak: but… mom said I can't stare at girls, it's rude

Daxter: Your mom's dead!

Jak: so? She sits on a cloud watching me and if I do anything wrong she'll throw a lighting bolt in my head (cries like a baby)

Daxter: moron

(In the garage, a keiralike woman is building a riftriderlike machine behind a curtainlike carpet)

Jak: Yahoo? Keiralike woman? I'm home... no, but I'm here anyway

Keiralike voice coming from the keiralike woman behind the curtain: I'm busy right now, you must be Krew, the world's fattest helperhavers new helpers, not to be rude or anything but GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE! YOU MAKE ME SICK!

Jak: thank you for being so nice to us

Keiralike voice coming from the keiralike voice behind the curtain: no problem. Why don't you go out and try my jetboard so that I can get rid of you for a few seconds.

Jak: (goes out, tries the jetboard, and comes back in) jetboard tried

Keiralike voice coming from the keiralike woman behind the curtain: great, humans do get lucky

Jak: I'm no human

Keiralike voice coming from the keiralike woman behind the curtain: the same goes for elves too stupid! No get out!'

Jak: we make you sick don't we?

Keiralike voice coming from the keiralike woman behind the curtain: you bet! I'm turning green! Oh, wait, my hair is still some blue. But you're working for Krew, the word's fattest fat! What's to like?

Jak: my extremely handsome look?

Keiralike voice coming from the keiralike woman behind the curtain: hm, no. You're ugly

Jak: you haven't even seen me

Keiralike voice coming from the keiralike woman behind the curtain: no, I'm to busy building this secret riftriderlike machine. Don't you have anyone to beat up, collect money from, or getting your revenge on because someone shout you in a prison cell for two years and pumped you full of dark eco?

Jak: now that you mention it. Can you get me in to Uglys Palace?

Keiralike voice coming from the keiralike woman behind the curtain: for tea and cake?

Jak: I don't like tea, but the cake sounds good

Well: I want tea!

Keiralike voice coming from the keiralike woman behind the curtain: fine, I'll help you out if you get the hell out of here!

There's an old elevator in one of the palaces support towers, maybe it can get you up there

Jak: thanks, bye (walks out)

Daxter: what an annoying bitch

Jak: yeah. But don't you think her voice sounded very keiralike?

Daxter: sure, but it can't have been her, she's not working here

Well: who's Keira?

Jak: my girlfriend

Daxter: my girlfriend

Does any of you have any idea who that keiralike woman might be? I know, (I wrote this chapter and I've beaten Jak2) oh well... I've just uploaded four documents at once, so I've kinda run out of funny comments. Just review please:)