...and in the nick of time, our unsung hero dashes from his apartment complex front door and launches into the air from his right foot with arms shot forward in a hurling spear of society-fighting fury, piercing the parking officer like a bayonet and slicing that tow-truck-calling, misery-inducing, poor-career-choice-choosing menace-to-everyman's-society banal excuse for even a pathetic human being directly in two!!

As the pieces of parking officer fall opposite each other, Misty, the lovely magenta ranger with flat tire and dusty tail, lets out a sigh of sweet relief and blows a kiss to her loving master. The hero looks at her and pats her on the nose.

"We've saved the day again, my old friend"


...or at least that's how it should have gone.
Society won today.
farewell Misty, you did so well. I'll miss you.

curse you, society. Curse you.

:(

Mikie