Adventures of the T Crew
... And don’t even think about poking a wallaby because…well…let’s just say that my grandma won’t be baking cookies anytime soon. ... Honestly, if you don’t know the answer to that question by now you…well, you’re a moron. And don’t get all mad and start talking back to me ‘cause last time I checked I was a fictional character and yelling at me would just prove my point. ... ” “And we haven’t gotten any lovin’ in months. ... Didn’t you read the introduction? ... ” “Hey, Boss, I don’t mean to interrupt your usual pointless talking, but there seems to be some sort of man waiting for us on the shore. ... “Hey, I’m Trys, this is the T-Crew. ... My name is Steve and my employers, the fine people at Captain Pancake’s Breakfast Spa, have sent me here to find you, the legendary T-Crew. ... Well, as your sponsors we would make sure you were taken care of the rest of your T-Crew days. All of your adventures, all your meals-All expenses paid! ... ” “GRRRAHHHIIIII swear if I didn’t swear on the death bed of the head priest of Easter Island that I wouldn’t hit a girl…I would sooo hit you right now. ... “As thanks for selling yourselves to us, we’d like to give you this: A virtual cornucopia of T-Crew merchandise.