Chapter Bart: Ocean Man
After Burner rested dead on a single rock. Kelso wept for it. "He was my brother!" said the man of mysterious proportions.
"Shut up!" said Vader with the valiant life goals of many individuals from space.
Kelso sniffed his tears into his ducts and handshook the Knuxster. "I have a debt."
Knuckles thought about taxes. "I'll save you." He placed his own tongue into the hands of his recruits. "Hold and see…"
Kelso, Vader, Jim, and Pal watched the idealistic tongue procedure. It was like a rampant oarfish.
Vader was the first one to notice. "I see…"
"Now you all do!" said Knuckles as he returned his pink tongue to the residence. "Will you aid us, Michael Kelso?"
Kelso put a bandage on his ear for safety precautions. He then ate some ice cream and slipped on his gauntlets. "I am ready."
Vader decided to think. "I'm thinking," said the Sith. He then thought.
Knuckles, Kelso, Jim, and Pal then proceeded to examine the Sith thoughts.
"Cool," said Kelso as he thought more about Vader's thinking. He thought that Eric would know more about this predicament.
"Shall we search for Eric himself?" asked Knuckles.
Pal woofed. Everyone agreed.
"That fiend," said Knuckles as he turned around and thought about Rocket Raccoon's wholesome abs.
"Let us find Eric Forman," said Kelso.
"We shall," said Vader. He got on his witch broom and flew on ahead to search for possible traps and landmines. Yogurt would never be a hurtful object.
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