Even the street gangs in West Appleton are thoroughly pathetic. They can't afford guns so they end up trying to beat people with sticks and large rocks. Have you ever tried to hold up a bank with a big rock? I mean, have you ever tried to do it sober?

The West Appleton gang encounters one of their arch-enemies from North Appleton. I don't know what the hell is exactly happening here, but I would guess it involves lubrication.

DO I HAVE ANY UGLY TRAPPED IN MY TEETH?!?

"ROOOOWWWWRRR! There is no God!

Roooowwwwwwwwrwrwrrrr!"

Sleepy Disco King issues an announcement demanding that more clothing be made from Reynolds Wrap.

Oh! Disco King is pleased with your actions! Before you know it, you'll be mounting his throne in no time!