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    In all his years of carrying the mail Lester had never seen an uglier dog than the one that bit him yesterday. Now the wound was black and oozing greenish-blue slime and worst of all he was being overcome with an uncontrollable urge to.....
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    ...masturbate with a cheese grater

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    A short, stocky figure in a tweed overcoat and matching beret exited the second Yukon at EATS diner.
    Glancing around, he giggled manically: "Well, looks like we've found inbred central!"

    Dice lit a Marlboro then cracked his neck and spit to one side.
    "What's that Sam?.." he asked with a laugh, ",,,couldn't hear you over the banjos and crickets."

    "...crickets..." Sam blinked, shook his head and suddenly became enraged:
    "Crickets!?!" he barked "I HATE crickets...oh OH OOOOOOHHHH!!!"

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    Ralph Jockerson walked out the front door of his diner and hollered at the strangers..."you gonna buy sumthin or just take up all my parking spaces, this ain't no damn free parking".
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    Agent Dice rolled his shoulders, straightened the lapels of his jacket then glanced at Sam.
    "You believe the nerve of that snappa-head?" He asked in disgust

    "Well, well..." Agent Kinison began to snicker, "Speaking of inbreds, bet his family tree looks like a wreath."

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    LESTER WHAT THE HELL YOU DOING!!!

    Lester's wife stood in shocked horror watching him shred his manhood, but when he turned to look at her, he wasn't Lester anymore. He had turned a sickening gray-green and his eyes......his eyes glowed an eery orange color and he began coming towards her, saying.....
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    "Who put the bop in the bop shoo bop shoo bop?..."
    His eyes began glowing brighter
    "Who put the ram in the rama lama ding dong?!?.."

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    LESTER NOOOOO...........AAAAAUUUUGHH!!!!!
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    Hey Jimmie-Joe ain't that Lester the mailman and his loudmouth wife?

    The hell happened to them.....look like they fell in a tub of lye.

    I heard he got bit by a weird looking dog.

    I heard it weren't a real dog it was some space alien with the head of a zombie krazy glued to a dead dog!

    OH SHIT THEY'RE CHASING US!!!!
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    ...that "wierd looking dog" was, of course, what had once been The Ferd. It seemed that Dr. Analface Foulcheeks really had no clue what he was doing and he attempted to "treat" poor Ferds Suckerberg infection by telling him that he needed to wear a double face mask. Doubtful that a few pieces of paper and string could cure the Suckerberg sickness, The Ferd just growled at Dr. Analface Foulcheeks and then...
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    ...leaped and tore Analface a new asshole.

    Sumbitch...teach you to stick things in my butt.....at least Suckerberg used to give me peanut butter first.

    And you can stick those masks up your butt....sideways.
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    Analface started to desperately search for his cheese grater!
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    Back in Cooterville, the the sound of frantic screams were coming from the alley behind EATS diner. Jimmie-Joe and Buford rounded the corner and raced across the parking lot.
    "Halp! Theys after us!!!" Buford bellowed.
    "Lester an Martha done gone plumb CRAZY!!!" Jimmie-Joe wailed as he passed the Yukons.

    As the two overall clad locals ran past, Agents Diceman and Kinison sighed in exasperation.
    Ralph Jockerson scratched his chin and said...

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    I'll bet that fucking ferd has something to do with this...asswipe!!!
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    The driver's door on the third Yukon flew open and a grey haired man in a rumpled suit with bags under his eyes climbed out.
    "Hey!" he demanded, straightening his necktie. "Hows a fellow supposed to get any beauty rest with all this racket?!"

    Agent Dice shrugged, "Put some cigarette butts in your ears..." He said with a smirk then glanced at his watch.
    "We'll wake you up in, eh...three, maybe four..."

    "Decades!" Agent Kinison quipped in a sharp voice.

    "Jeeze!" The grey haired man pulled hankerchief from his pocket and began wiping his face, looking like a worn out shoe salesman.
    "I NEVER get no respect from you two!"

    Ralph Jockerson was walking over, about to continue his tirade on the parking spaces. Then stopped and cupped a hand to his ear.
    "Hey! Y'all hear that?" he asked.

    "Hear what?" Agent Dice demanded, then continued in a cynical, nasally voice: "Are you hemorrhoids having a barn dance?"

    Ralph scowled angrily, then jolted and turned his cupped ear toward the diner. "That - listen!" he whispered.

    From behind the building, there came a raspy: ". . . bop shoo bop shoo bop . . ."

    It began to grow louder, closer, accompanied with a menacing: " . . . rama lama ding dong . . ."

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    In the mean time, Ralph Jockerson had noticed that the two locals both had quite severe injuries which appeared to be animal bites. But, instead of blood, these wounds were leaking an awful looking black ooze mixed with something yellow-white which looked like pus. He also noticed as the two locals ran past, with abject horror written on their faces, that something SMELLED awful. Ralph guessed that maybe it was the horrid, infected, oozing bites which exuded the smell from hell.

    Ralph Jockerson turned to Dice and Kinison and asked, "what are we gonna do about this"? Dice sneered at Ralph and said "don't know about YOU, but I'M gonna..."
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    "...contact headquarters with an update."
    Pushing on the earpiece with his fingertips he spoke into his sleeve again.
    "Yo, Rachel...you there?" he paused then muttered 'freakin trans-testicle degenerate.
    "Agent Diceman calling Levine....Agent Diceman to ugly ass lickin' fairy - I mean undersecretary Levine..."

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    Agent Kinison smirked, "patient zero" hell, the whole damn town is infected.
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    "Hey, come on guys..." Agent Dangerfield said with a shrug, continuing to swab his face. "We haven't even verified there IS an outbreak here."

    Just then, two grey-green figures with glowing orange eyes came from behind the EATS diner and entered the parking lot.
    ". . . bop shoo bop shoo bop . . ." they muttered in unison.

    "Oh!" Agent Diceman whipped his head to one side and snapped his fingers. "We have a Winnah!!!

    Agent Kinison chuckled and said....

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    ...do you really think we should be hanging around here? Personally, I would rather not die from the "black oozing pus Suckerberg" infection. And, we don't know exactly where that damned Ferd-Thing ran off to. For all we know...
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