First it’s Rusty going into Rod Bassy’s van unwelcome and unannounced, now it’s Mark Trail snooping in Big Mike’s Meat Locker…  Hmmm… “Big Mike’s Meat Locker…” that has a good ring to it.  Maybe Big Mike needs to expand his empire into Frozen foods, what with all the meat that must be piling up with all the BIG TIME POACHING going on…  I mean, once the client gets the head to hang on his wall, there must be pounds and pounds of meat left over!!

Oh Mike, you are an evil man, you know that?  What breeds such evil?  I am sure your dear mother could never have imagined what devil spawn sprang from her loins… even if she’s still with us, I am sure she doesn’t want to know you… And Frankie- the excitable one… yesterday I told you to chill, now Big Mike grows weary of your hysterical outbursts, as in, “ What are we going to do now <exclamation point –one> <question mark- one>” It doesn’t get more tense than that…