AT THE QUARTERMASTER
Hank: I just need a pistol
Fred: .22 Mag?
Hank: Please, it's the only mag that can kill Tricky
Fred: K-K-KILL TRICKY?
Jeb later comes in, ready for a formal event in the next room.
Jeb: Here's a hot dog, Fred.
Fred: Thanks, Jeb. Oh, Hank here is gonna use a pistol to kill Tricky.
Jeb: Well there's only 1 mag that can kill Tricky for a pistol... .22!
Fred: Ugh, I wa- WAIT IS THAT GUNFIRE!
Jeb: Everyone hide!
It was too late, Tricky was slaughtering everyone with a new pal, Wayne.
Wayne: EVERYONE SHOW YOURSELVES!
Hank took the challenge. With his .22, he's ready to fight.
Hank: And what else do you want other than looking at us, looking at death?
Jeb went up, and so did Fred, but Fred was still scared. He put on green gloves and made it like a doctor's poster.
Bang! Bang! Tricky and Wayne died. With Wayne being stabbed by Jeb with his backup sword, and Tricky being shot to death with Hank's .22 mag.