Let's tell a story four words at a time (Part 1)

ten o’clock guitar mass.

Or so they say!

As you probably recall,

(uh, where were we…)

East Blawnox was surprised

when the Peruvian volleyball

juggling and sword swallowing

team arrived at the

gates of the city.

There to meet them

with guns a’blazin’ and

to serve multiple warrants

with a sidedish of

fettuccine alfredo and Doritos

were the entire staff

of the new Applebees.

But enough about Applebees

because the ensuing mayhem

was enough to make

a grown man cry.