Fred Makes Good His Escape

Author: Savage

Date: October 6, 2004

by Savage
10-06-04
The mob grows uglier.
Wow. I wonder where they got those burning torches and pitchforks?
No more alcohol! Prohibition now!
Fred, you really ought to be leaving about now.
Gee, that sounds like a good idea, Mr. Voice in the Ceiling.
Won't someone please think of the children? Hand out some rocks to those kids!
ARGH! FOILED AGAIN!