[color=#000000
ost_uid0]"But you don't have a motorcycle," 17 told John.
"I know, I stole it from Garibaldi," replied John.
"Thief! Plunderer! Philistine!" howled NeoMatrix, and he started clubbing John on the head with a baguette stolen from 17.
"Oh, that is SO it!" exclaimed 17. "First somebody vandalizes my van by spraypainting drabble all over it, and now somebody steals my Baguette of THWAPping? Someone in this story is going to DIE!"
She grabbed an extremely large Compression Phaser Rifle and pointed it at...[/color
ost_uid0]