As the car sped off a Meowth peered from his hiding place behind Leblanc's trashcan.

He reached for the comunicator on his belt.

"Hey guys they're gone, activate plan 34-b" He hissed as he looked around at the lonley street.

-In Car-

Completly oblivious to the sceen involving the meowth Leblanc and his crew sped along, running over road-cones, little old ladies and discarded bottles alike.

"I like pressing all the buttons on the console." Leblanc said happily as he started pressing random buttons.

In the back Psy and Bulb were engaged in conversation.

"I'm telling you, her boobs were fake!" Psy said as he slapped Shippo with a large hammer.

"Oh, come on bro, if they were fake, how come they looked so naturaly perky" Bulb Shot back as he belted Shippo with a vine whip attack.

"Hey, I like talkin' about broads as much as the next dude, but SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU RETARDED LITTLE FUCK-WITS!" Yelled Jesta as he fingered the dagger Leblanc had dropped.
Yay we're there!
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