Planktonman in the battle of the CENTURY!

The adventures of Planktonman!
In this issue: Planktonman and Bum Vagrant- Battle of the CENTURY!
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      __    ___       Hello, I'm Planktonman. Today, there was
     /  \  /   \     supposed to be a battle between I and Bum
     |  _\/___  |    Vagrant, leader of the Hobos of DOOM! and
     | //----\\ |    my arch-nemesis. However, Bum got a mild
     | || ## || |   /case of food poisoning from a tainted
     | || ## || |  / filet mignon, so we're going to recreate
       |\----/| | /  this action-packed battle of the titans
       \______/      with...
       __/  \__                   BUNNIES!
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                   Planktonman is caught off guard! While single-
                   handedly saving a credenza from a burning
                   building, Bum Vagrant appears and pulls out
                   a hyper-phase distortion rifle!

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                    Bum Vagrant is about to blast Planktonman
                    into iddy biddy pieces, but then Planktonman
                    uses his Plankto-Fu martial arts skills!
*sniff*             Planktonman entangles Bum Vagrant in his
 *sniff*            antennae!

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                    But Vagrant, slippery fiend that he is,
                   unenravels himself from his restraints and
                   hops in his HoboMobile! Vagrant throws safety
                   and Borksville traffic laws to the wind as
                   he burns rubber in an attempt to escape the
    \_/    \_|     long arm of the law!
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                    But Planktonman knows what to do! He
                    activates his Plankto-eye-laser and blows
                    out his tires (which was a simple job, be-
         *twitch*   cause they were those recalled Firestone
                    tires.) The Commissioner slaps the handcuffs
     |_/   |_|      on and justice reigns once more in the
     |_|   |_|      good city of Borksville!
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                     Wasn't that great, folks? Let's hear a
       ___    ____   big round of applause for our helpers,
      /   \  /    \  the fluffy bunnies!
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//Eurakarte
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