Dr. Vandertramp practiced his evil smile in the bathroom mirror. The dashing federal agent waited nervously in the hallway where he hoped to ambush the warlord, not knowing that he had been allowed to enter the lair and would soon be mopped off the floor. It would be like a romantic comedy, with an unbearable script and improbable coincidences, but significantly more violent.
This is a B-side, because I thought it would be funny, then drew it, and went 'meh'.
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