You put the Zip-Lock(tm) bag right back, not wanting the other object to get lonely.

    Just then, your van pulls up to the sidewalk.

    Merv sticks his head out of the driver's side window.

    "Yo, Marty.  I'm gonna go blow up the Sharon House of Pizza.  Do you still have that detonator I gave you to hold onto?"

    Suddenly you remember the plans you and Merv made for today.

    "Oh, right!" you say.  "Uh, I forget where I put it."

    "That's cool," says Merv.  "I got some extras.  Hey, you shaved your head.  Good thinking.  People won't recognize you even if they see you.  Anyhow, hop in."

    You walk around to the other side of the van and open the door.

    Climbing inside, you see the back of the van filled with fetilizer and plastique.

    As you sit down, the force of your ass against the seat triggers the detonaor that's in a Zip-Lock(tm) storage back in the back of your undies.

    <<BOOM!>>
 

The End
 
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