Half a Dozen of the Other
A flurry of words flutter to the ground like snowflakes as you drag the Mad Libber to her feet.
"All right, talk!" you growl. "I know the Jokester told you part of his secret code, so let's hear it -- in regular words!"
"[change] it, [Crocodilemale]!" she spits.
| "Talk, or I'll... uh..." |
"Talk, or I'll... I'll [worry] your [father]!"
The Mad Libber's eyes go wide and she gasps. "No!"
"Tell me the code, or I'll [slice] your [goat] so [private] you'll never [establish] another [possessed] for the rest of your [crotchety] [knob]!"
"Six!" she screams. "It's the number six!"
You tie her to a chair for the police to pick up, and leave, wondering what exactly you just threatened her with.
On your way out, you find a sack of stolen cash -- it looks like she was drawing silly mustaches on all the presidents. It'll still spend fine, though.
(DwayneCo funds increased by 1 billion dollars)
Occurs at The Old Gotpork Library after beating The Mad Libber.
