Doom and the Weasels Plan"Boys, we need work." Smart Guy said. "Something we're good at."Like what?" Greasy asked. "Working at club in Vegas would be good for me. Not sure about you, though.""We all know you just would stand around checking out chicks." Wheezy coughed "That's what got us fired last time.""I have work for you." a voice said. A man in black clothes steped out of the shadows."Judge Doom? What the hell do you want?" Smart Guy asked."I need assistance," Judge Doom said, "and I know other Toons won't help.""What is it?" Psycho giggled."A Toon Patrol." the judge said."A Toon WHAAAAT?" Stupid asked."A Toon Patrol, you idiot!" Smart Guy yell
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