For the purposes of the comic Eddie reads the email out loud.
Dear Mr.Handkerchief, it has been brought to our knowledge that you 'enjoy' a handkerchief from time to time. Because of this love you feel for hankies...
Eddie feels wanted.
We have decided you are the perfect man for this job. What job you say? Well, it's more of a task than job. But basically it entails tracking down and capturing 'The Lost Handkerchief of Bristol'.
Yes, I think it'll be a series.
In order to do this you must recruit two of your friends to assist you. Instructions will follow...
OK guys. This is gonna be a long trip. I hope you're ready.
Yep, I've got a keychain, it's all..
Yup. I've got a fresh cat. 'Fresh meat' I like to call it! HRMPF HRMPF I love fresh meat. I fuck it harder, faster, better. A tight little kittie. I fucking love it.
After saying the word "Children" a few more times Barry regains his composure and the Hanker-Mission truly begins. The first log is over a large bit of ice.
Barry you're going the wrong way. I've already told you 4 times.
Sorry
I don't understand how you can keep going the wrong way...stop turning around..
Introducing Captain Laarm...the shittest Superhero in the world!
Hello good citizens, i'm CAPTAIN LAARM - the sworn protector of the good!
His superpowers have been a mystery for weeks on end..
Is that a bin liner tied around your neck?
JESUS POULTRY!! Where the f-..don't..don't sneak up on me like that..I..I n..no.. it's bulletproof material from the planet.. Cray..humf. Crayhumf. Yes.