Ned's springfield cartel

[Eerhardt]

** sits in the back, with the firehose at the ready and shouts to Beldin in the driver's seat ** Let's head for Ned's Hall of incessant belittling, ok? ** downs another Stinger **

[Beldin]

**the Big Black Mack truck makes his way once again to the backdoor of Ned's Springfield Cartel**

Ok, everyone, get off - I'll take the truck into the secret hidden garage under the cartel - for a general overhaul and refitting.

So we'll have to live without the Rolling Thunder (tm) for some time. But no worries, (copyright @me) I will just use the technology of the truck to 'port our hottub and the associated periphernalia (like the Heiniken Dispenser) to our location if necessary.
That way we can keep up "business as usual" - without the benefit of the truck.

But the Rolling Thunder (TM) will return - when the time is right...

**waits until the other passengers have left the truck and aptly teleports the truck away to some unknown place in time and space to take up the repairs and remodelling**

**silence**


**Beldin pops in again, covered in oil with burnmarks on his sleeves**

OK, I disassambled the engines and then I ....**stops to look at his wrist-watch** ... - ahem - how long have I been away ?
Oops ! No worries, I'll get my personal space-time straigthened out in no time at all, see y'all later !

**snaps his fingers and disappears again, leaving a lingering aroma of apricots in the vincinity**

[Eerhardt]

** stares at where the Rolling Thunder used to be, opens another can of Duff and brings out a last toast to the Mobile Party Thread for the time being ** Cheers! ** returns to the rest of SYM **

[Ned Flanders]

**picks his way through some of the cobwebs and debris**

Man, I forgot this place was real. I had cast it off as some paranoid drug delusion mixed up with the concept of an everyone get rich narcotic money tree.

I do believe I'll hang around for a while.

[Mysteria]

Hey, what's this noise? And that smell?

*pops head out of the closet she's been hiding in to find herself in total darkness*

*bumps into something big, wooden and nicked*

What's ...? Ah, the bar counter with all the nicks in it. So, I'm still in the Rolling Thunder? But where is everyone?

Eh, boys? I think you left me behind ...

*sits down, hoping that somebody will teleport her out*

[Beldin]

**pops in, picks Mysty up in his arms and teleports out with her**

**brings her there **