So our drug baron named King had finally shut up. It would usually be a time for a great joy and relaxation. What does Jorge do? HE GOES AND TALKS TO THE KING AGAIN.


I can't tell if he's just talking aloud or actually to us...


I would be worried if King had known Garland
was a child kidnapper and still let him babysit.


Once again.

Finally, King has shut up. Now Jorge, let's leave before anyth--

Hello Chancellor.

Fffffffuuuuu--


This is probably the oddest bit of information we've received so far actually.


We're going to talk to her anyway. I love strippers.

We left the fancy pants crib and started heading towards the exit. Of course nothing ever goes to plan, does it?

Can we look around for some free stuff?

Why do you want to look around for free stuff? You're a crap thief anyway, I'm sure you've got some kind of weird morality problem with taking free samples at the supermarket!

That reminds me, can we pick up some doughnuts when we get there?

Get where?

The supermarket Jenkins! WHERE ELSE?

This put Jorge in a pretty bad mood, so he decided to piss everyone off just so we could all feel as rubbish as he did. How did he do this? He spoke to every damn person in King's crib.


No sh</>it, Sherlock.


He reminds me of someone...


HE WAS THE GUY WHO SMASHED OUR HEADS IN.


Then we met this guy.

I like your hair man. I want my hair like yours.

Oh yes, let me style it for you Deedee, it'll look sublime~


You're not real good at taking a compliment, are you?


Jorge still wasn't satisfied. What is his problem anyway?
Is it just too hot under that hat of his?

GOOD GRIEF WOMAN WHAT HAS HAPPENED TO YOUR HAIR

Maybe she just likes the colour green! DID YOU EVER THINK ABOUT THAT? Green is my favourite colour you jerk

BUT IT LOOKS LIKE SOMEONE HAS URINATED IN HER HAIR AND THEN BLOWDRIED IT

I'm beginning to regret this now.


We met King's crack ho "Jayne" and...

ANOTHER ONE! WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS PLACE? DO YOU KNOW NOTHING OF STYLE? AS A CHIROTONSOR, AN ARTISTE DE LA CRINAL, I MUST OBJECT TO SUCH ILL TREATMENT OF ONE'S LOCKS!

What did he say?

He said let's keep walking Barry.


...whoops.


Uh oh...

THAT DOES IT. WE'RE GOING TO GO AND MURDER THE HAIRDRESSER HERE.

His name is Garland.

RIGHT, GARLAND, I'M GOING TO smurf YOU WITH SCISSORS. HAIRDRESSING SCISSORS.