Brute Force skipped out on the rest of the meeting because he had to take a large crap. Stopping by his room to pick up a large stack of comics, he set about his business.
"But. . .but, King Semen can't be dating Barbarian Princess! She's not an amphibian! Plus, I think she's been sneaking back home to the Isle of Lesbos with Freedom Maid! Oh, ew, that isn't Barbarian Princess at all! It's Saturn Spaceman disguised as Barbarian Princess! Who writes these things? Hey, Hostess Cupcakes! Delicious and refreshing!"
There was a loud knock on the door.
"Hurry up in there! Some of us don't have super strong colons, you know!" Material Girl, token eighties character, screamed from out in the hallway.
"Dammit, woman! I'm in the middle of a dramatic moment in classic graphical literature here!" BF responded.
"You mean you're reading those stupid comics again! Why don't you grow up you asshole?!" Material Girl began to walk off down the hall to look for ACK as she needed to finish her laundry and ACK's rotors were much more suited to the job than the old Russian systems on the satellite. "And don't forget to flush this time, you twit!" She yelled back towards the bathroom where BF settled back into his reading.
