The Great Molasses Flood
A: They washed the molasses into the Harbor and covered the streets with sand. B: (sighs) They told that sordid genie who'd been hanging about that if he cleaned up the mess, they'd hand over the bespectacled puppet they found trapped in the molasses. And oh that damnable genie says, “You've got a deal.” And snaps his spindly fingers and poof, the molasses is gone. And the wicked cretins of Boston deliver unto the monster his sticky prize. "Finally," hisses the dreadful beast. “Do you know the trouble you've caused me? The world isn't ready for the singing abominations your reckless little dance through time has created. Now, time to handle the most abominable singing puppet of them all!” As the genie's trembling hands moved toward our beloved hero, the rakish blue rogue smirks and whispers, "Let’s crack in". As if taught by Houdini himself, the puppet unbinds himself in an instant and majestically dives for a satchel, reaches inside and he suddenly disappears in a brilliant flash of light, as that wretched God-damn loser genie lets out a time-shaking wail! Or C: Rats!!!
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