[Biggy Bro Slig]

Syrom and his companions sat around the conference.
"He's went to far now." Flamed Syrom. "First all my Sumo's, then my brother, then he squashed a friend of the family?! What the hell are we going to do about it?!"
Tyronus stood up.
"What now you mutated mud?" Syrom screamed.
"What if we ambushed them?" Tyronus suggested.
"Again? We've already tried that! We blew up Splinterz- and yet the're re-building it!" Syrom roared.
"No, no. I mean we pretend a slig is in danger, and they come to rescue him! WHAMO! We knock'em down with rocks and bombs from the cliffs!" Tyronus said.
"Only one thing."
"What?"
"How are you going to find a slig?" Syrom asked.
Travis, the slig walked into the hut.
Tyronus turned to Travis.
"That's why this little slig come in handy." Tyronus Smiled.
Syrom swirled around to his desk.
He picked up a phone.
"Do your buisness, kid." Syrom said.
Travis ran towards the phone, and dialled the number.
"Help! HELP! Syrom's torturing me! He's already killed 50 sligs, and he's got another 50 to go! HELP! PLEASE! AGHHHHHH!" Travis slammed the phone down.
Tyronus and Syrom smiled.
"I think we've just made a new member for my gang." Syrom smiled.