[The thugs are chuckling away down the street. One big guy with a Clefable and crossbones on the back of his jacket and two smaller guys displaying wild mohawks and pointy sunglasses are fist-bumping and sorting out coins.]
[And then a THUNDERCRACK of a sound rattles through the street, shaking the windows in their fittings and sending pidovs and pidgey up from their roosts.]
[The men look up and behold the terrible green beast and the nerd they just owned astride it.]
[Henry, Meanwhile, has one fist lifted high in the air like a ten year old.]
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[And then a THUNDERCRACK of a sound rattles through the street, shaking the windows in their fittings and sending pidovs and pidgey up from their roosts.]
[The men look up and behold the terrible green beast and the nerd they just owned astride it.]
[Henry, Meanwhile, has one fist lifted high in the air like a ten year old.]
Yeeeaaaaaaah!