Story time...

Dick said shove your scholly up your ass. I want to wear adidas.

Dantonio put on his assless clergyman robes and began Missing's punishment by reciting Psalms 10:7 "His mouth is full of cursing and deceit and fraud: under his tongue is mischief and vanity. Now put on this ski mask." The Pastor turned, bending over a pew whilst giving Missing a long, longing stare.

Wow, dude.

Missing jumped into the air and grabbed hold of the ceiling, Spiderman-style. He swiftly snatched a maul and wedge that the construction crew left there and let himself go. He came down upon Dantonio, perfectly driving the wedge down the middle of Dantonio's skull with impeccable timing, what with him falling from 80 feet. He landed in a half squat with a demonic smile on his face.

With Dantonio no longer a problem, he immediately booked a flight to London. He packed seven bags, mostly including Harpers and Smithsonians. Little did he know, in the eighteen months since he had passed out in his own shart-feces, airport policies and fees had widely changed.

In addition, since that time a new terrorsist threat had emerged. Sparty Nation had become a national nuisance, and several splinter groups had embarked on domestic attacks on prominent Michigan alumn, including a top senator!

Proudly displaying his MSU sweater like a peacock in heat, Bukdow had no idea what he was getting himself into as he strolled into the terminal.

Missing pulled up to the airport and thought about his last trip to the airport. He shuddered, thinking there was no way there could be a repeat of last time. He saw the sparkle of some newly shined metal out of the corner of his eye and instantly knew his robotic nemisis was waiting for him. "Fuck my stubby little dick," he muttered to himself. The flight to London wasn't going to be easy.

Had the giant, 40-foot robot noticed him yet?

He hadn't, however, it was at that time Missing noticed something different about the robot. What was the robot reading? Could it be? Unbeleaveably, it was true: The robot had a copy of Smithsonian and behind it, he sported a large block Michigan 'M' with the addidas logo proudly prevalent.

It was the much needed break Missing was hoping for: The robot was now an ally!