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[mr_blandy_bland]

[After everyone returns to Mayfield, the clean up beings. Thanks to the Milkmecha, a couple of Canada's regained 777s are now all over Mitchell Road. Once Canada parks his tank, he goes back inside and makes the following phonecall.]Um...has...anyone found an airplane engine in their yard. I...s-seem to be missing one. I'm really sorry

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[dimensioncannon]

Sorry, no engines...but there're geese packed on my front porch.

[mr_blandy_bland]

I hope you don't mind me asking this...but...could you catch them, I'll be right over to pick them up.

[dimensioncannon]

Alright...catch them with what, though? I think I left my butterfly net in my other jacket.

[mr_blandy_bland]

Sorry.

Maybe you can try throwing a box over them?

[dimensioncannon]

Over...each of them?

[mr_blandy_bland]

Maybe just one? I'm sure someone else can catch the others.

[dimensioncannon]

[This sounds rather like he desperately needs a better geese catching plan than 'surprise one with a box'...]

Yeah, I think I can manage one, then.

[mr_blandy_bland]

Great! I'll be by to pick it up right after I pick up one of the moose!

[dimensioncannon]

...Where are you gonna fit a moose in your house?

[mr_blandy_bland]

I could always put it in the backyard...seeing as how it's in Ms. Ukraine right now.