Rip Haywire by Dan Thompson for August 19, 2009
August 18, 2009
August 20, 2009
Transcript:
Inside the desert lair of the scorpion. Guard: After the helicopter crash, we searched for bodies - only the pilot was found. Scorpion: Find them! They're no good to me dead! Guard: Yes, Herr Scorpion! The men will comb the shifting sands! Meanwhile Guard: Call the scorpion! Haywire and his menagerie are ours! TNT: Auntie Em? Do you like my ruby slippers?
