Episode 3 – Warm Hogs & Chilly Dogs
Walter H. White: “Yes. Yes, that’s what we need. We need a distributor now. Do you know anyone like that?”
Jesse Pinkman: “Yeah. I mean, I used to until you killed him.”
“Now if only chili dogs grew on trees.”
– Sonic the Hedgehog
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Splinter had brought a little bowl of rat pellets to feed the warthog he had chained up in his basement. “Please, eat.” Splinter nudged the bowl forward while keeping his distance.
The chain was wrapped around Bebop’s pink, veiny and sausage-like neck, forcing him to reach out with his feet to pull the bowl closer. He ravenously devoured the food like a… well, like a pig. “Thank you,” came out between belches and slurps.
“I don’t want to keep you locked up down here,” Splinter started, filled with remorse, “but I can’t let you go. I have no reason to believe you won’t kill me, won’t kill my whole family. I don’t know what to do.”
“You’re right. You should probably kill me.” The warthog grunted as he farted, filling the room with a vile stink, worse than the melted body Raph was cleaning upstairs. “But, I mean, like, how would you kill me? I’m a mutant warthog with jackboots and a purple Mohawk. You’re a rat with cancer—“
“I have ratatouille!” Splinter shouted, remembering his collapse earlier. Continue reading