The mud army bursts through the hanger doors, the last bit of gluk controlled Barracks left. There are about 40 sligs manning fixed machine guns. The first line of muds fall to the floor instantly, The sligs further back shoot their snoozies at the machine gunners. Sonar and Radar have made a run for it, they got on board the last glukkopter with the remaining glukkons and flew to satey.
Dr.Ross called a retreat, he had an idea. Dr.Ross went back to his lab and reterned with lots of cages.
Ross: Munch get here now!
Munch: What's up?
Ross opens the cages and hundreds of fuzzles come out.
Munch: Get um!
The fuzzles bounce their way towards the sligs.
Slig: Ahhhhh, they're beaten so much they're using fuzzles * A fuzzle growls, showing it's teeth* OH GOD NO!!!!!!!
Last edited by Hobo; 03-25-2003 at 10:41 AM..
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