Doesn’t fly with the disabled guy.
“I don’t understand.” “What shall I do?” “Who will help me?”
These questions and more are answered by IntricacyMan! Today, IntricacyMan pays a visit to Dark Bob.
“Dark Bob is in distress. Quick! To the IntricUV!”
IntricacyMan bursts through Dark Bob’s door.
“Hey, that’s my door! I paid a—Gah! Once again, you have bested me, IntricacyMan!” said Dark Bob.
“I came as soon as I heard,” said IntricacyMan, sitting down the chair and unwittingly scuffing Dark Bob’s table.
Dark Bob twitched and then smiled evilly. In a paper-thin voice, he asked, “What do you know about the intricacies of … pain?”
But IntricacyMan was not listening because he was reading. Reading … the newspaper.
“Have you seen this?” he said, munching on a doughnut, “This Russian ballet troupe is very good.”
Dark Bob waves impatiently. “Yes, yes, now what can you tell me about … pa—”
“No, I mean it. This troupe is very good. Did you know that ballet is a highly exalted art in Russia?”
“—in.”
“It’s true. It’s immensely fascinating. Some of these people have practiced since age 5. Can you believe that? Imagine. Doing ballet for over half your life.” IntricacyMan finished his donut.
“Well, that does it for me. See you around,” he said, walking out the back door, tracking mud all over Dark Bob’s lair, which was also his house.
Stay tuned next week for more adventures of IntricacyMan!