// Part III: Need Money Now \\ Soy: Come in, Officer Reggie! Come in, Officer Reggie! Officer Reggie: This is Reggie! Come in, Mr. Soy! Soy: Thank goodness you turned on your cell phone! Officer Reggie: I'm expecting a call from Kelly Ripa. We might have a date! Soy: No time for plastic women now -- I need your help! Officer Reggie: What's the problem, Mr. Soy? Soy: I seem to be in a bit of a jam now. Officer Reggie: What's wrong?! Explain!! Soy: Well...I made it to Arizona... Officer Reggie: Good, good... Soy: But on my way to rescue the President, I met this ...prostitute... Officer Reggie: Uh oh! Soy: Turned out to be an undercover cop. So I'm in jail right now. I need bail! Officer Reggie: Dammit, Mr. Soy! How much do you need? Soy: Apparently, $50. Officer Reggie: *sigh* I'll wire you the money. Why'd you have to do something like this?! Soy: Blind men need love too, y'know...but they gotta pay! Officer Reggie: I'll get you the money soon. In the meantime, keep your head straight. Soy: I...think I have to, Reggie... Bubba the Inmate: You're purdy... Soy: AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!! [~to be continued~] « PREVIOUS || NEXT »