
December 2001
Grandpa and Godzilla Desecrate Metro; Barf in
Bomb-Proof Garbage Cans

WASHINGTON, DC- After a long evening of drinking,
the two co-founders of Evil Robots, Inc.., Grandpa and Godzilla,
were reported to have desecrated the bomb-proof garbage cans in
the DC Metro, witnesses say.
According to eye witness reports, the stumbling pair entered Metro
Center in Washington, D.C., at approximately 12:45 pm in the direction
of the Red Line tracks. The two argued for nearly a minute before
Grandpa leaned over a trash can and vomited.
"That one guy in the maroon leather jacket just leaned over
and puked in the can. Then he pointed at his barf and yelled, 'There
it is, give me twenty dollars!' Then the taller guy in the black
leather jacket punched the other guy in the stomach and yelled 'Do
it again, you filthy whore, only this time make it pretty!'"
said one shaken-up witness.
Another witness overheard them arguing about food. It seems that
Godzilla accused Grandpa of eating french fries with his dinner,
a fact which Grandpa vehemently denied.
When pressed for proof, according to the witness, Grandpa agreed
to empty to contents of his stomach to prove his point. "Apparently,
a bet was made," said the witness, "so Grandpa just barfed
in that can. I was shocked. He did not even stick his finger down
his throat."
Upon inspection, the vomit turned up no bits of french fries, but
there were many tiny bits of onion rings. "Grandpa shoved a
piece of onion ring in Godzilla's face and hollered, 'Gimmie twenty
big ones, bitch!' That is when the big guy punched him in the gut."
In a statement to the press written on his middle finger, Grandpa,
stated, "I was wearing the maroon leather jacket. I look cool
in it."
When asked why Godzilla owed him twenty dollars for vomiting into
a garbage can, Grandpa said, "That is none of your business,
a-hole! Get away from my car." As he drove away, he rolled
up the statement, stuffed it in a bowling ball, and dropped it out
of the window of his car.
Godzilla, who had been sleeping under the bridge on 16th St., NW
over Piney Branch Parkway, which he described as "luxurious
digs for a hobo", said, "Sure, I punched him. He asked
for it. Maybe you would care for some of this home cookin' too,
dickhead."
The word about the possible feud between the two publishing giants
started a buzz among the Washington, DC press. Within hours of the
release of Grandpa's statement, a roving band of reporters camped
out at Godzilla's Washington apartment complex hoping to get a statement
from the man himself.
After a three hour self-imposed exile, Godzilla emerged from his
complex and said, "What the hell are you doing here? Get out
of here, you lousy horse thieves, before I call Sheriff Lobo!"