Weird & Cheesy are on the trail of a killer. A killer so diabolical and cunning that she has managed to evade capture for 9 months. That killer is 'Foo McDubberzz'. Foo has left a trail of devistation and rotting corpses from one end of the city to the other. Her fiendish and inhumane methods of capturing, torturing and murdering her victims sends a chill through the body of even the most hardened officer. With nowhere else to turn and no clue as to her whereabouts, the Chicago police departments calls in there secret weapon. dada. Weird & Cheesy.
Weird: So...what's the story here.
Officer: Read the above paragraph.
Weird: Oh..ok then..Ahhh Foo McDubberzz..yeah she's a sneaky one. I hear she keeps her victims in the fridge until she's
ready to dispose of them.
Officer: They found the last one under a pile of ironed lettuce leaves...poor sucker.
Cheesy: Maybe he messed with the slaw.
Weird: God Cheesy..you've got slaw on the brain.
Cheesy: (Adjusts her farrah flick)..Come on Weird lets get going...I've got a hairdressers appointment at 5.15pm and if I'm
late heads will roll. The Pinto's down the street. I'm driving.
Weird: Nice car Cheesy
Cheesy: Thanks Weird..Was digging around in my dairy compartment and there it was.
Weird: What kinda mileage you get from this baby.
Cheesy: Well I filled it up with 3 scrambled eggs on Tuesday and the tanks still half full.
Cheesy: God Weird...don't you ever stop.
Weird: Quit quabbling Cheesy and drive.
Cheesy: Ooooh...I love this song. ~my my..at Waterloo napoleon did surrender~
Weird: Shit Cheesy...not bloody Abba again.
As Weird & Cheesy cruise the back streets in the pimped out Pinto Weird notices a shady looking character in the shadows of the old 'knitters paradise warehouse'. She spots the Pinto and looks away. Weird doesn't see her face but he can't take his eyes of her butt which is encased in a kick-ass pair of cargo pants. As Cheesy runs another stop sign Weird hangs on for dear life momentarily forgetting the shady cargo pant wearing character.
Cheesy: I think I know someone who might somehow know something about someone.
Weird: Christ Cheesy...stop talking like the riddler would ya.
Cheesy: Radio in Weird..tell em we're heading down to Spin Street.
Weird: Spin Street...God Cheesy...that place is full of idiots.
Cheesy: Just do it.
Weird: Doing it.
Over on the other side of town. Foo is stalking her next victim. Robbie, or Throbbie as he was known around town had it all. The looks, the humour, the smarts and 7 all you can eat restaurants within a 5 minute walk of his apartment. Foo watched him through the windows of the 'Thai to Die' restuarant. He was on his 9th curry meal and showed no signs of slowing down. Foo pulled out her sudoku puzzle book and waited, she had all the time in the world.
Will Weird ever convince Cheesy to ditch the Abba tapes...
Will Cheesy make her hair appointment....
Will Robbie make it to 12 curry meals and break his personal record....
Will Foo run out of sudoku's before Robbie finishes eating....
Tune in to find out.