She was by no means an expert, so when she was asked to be part of the operation of the removal of Detroit and Los Angeles, Tammy was both excited and nervous. As she looked around her, she saw many more experienced mobsters, and especially calmer mobsters.

These are good nerves.. Tammy said to herself, holding a picture of Jen in her hand, to make sure she did not shoot the wrong person in the massive wave that was about to start. To be sure, Tammy had made a little list for herself, a list with things to remember in the process. It was said that sometimes events evolved quickly in a situation like this one. She found it funny that she used bullet points before each of the steps. She took out the list and repeated the steps one more time.

○ Aim

○ Pull the safet *stain* ff

○ Pul *stain* he trigger

Maybe I shouldn't have made that massive batch of late-night custard, Tammy mumbled, as she read in between the custard-stains. She remembered the steps, though, having gone over them numerous times.

The sign was given by the brutal removal of NathanExplosion.

This is the time, Tam! she said, as she came out of her hiding, ran towards the sleeping Jen and aimed.

I never thought it would be so easy.. She pulled of the safety, prepared her whisper and pulled the trigger..

*clock*

Is this what it's supposed to sound like? She looked around her as many high ranked people were shot, then she turned back to see Jen still sleeping.. Tammy looked at her gun and spotted remains of custard all over it.

Fuck..!

Quickly, she turned around and ran off..

*from Tammy's point of view

Tony had just finished taking his task to completion when he heard an odd sound coming a couple blocks away. He made his way over to the sound and found tammy surrounded with custard splatter everywhere. Tony exhaled, walked up to tammy and handed her a real gun.

For future references, using a gun helps. Killing people with custard is simply messy and hard to do, not to forget also a huge waste of good custard.

Tony glided his finger through some custard that was just dripping from a wall and brought it to his mouth as he continued towards his day.

Still red-faced, from both the running and the shame, Tammy encountered Tony_Alacchi, who stood there, calm, well-composed and acting like he just did something anyone could have done. As he gave Tammy a brand-new, shiny pistol and some excellent advice, Tammy's desperate look turned into a thankful one.

Thank you, Don Tony_Alacchi!

To make sure I keep this as clean and fresh as it is now, I decided to give FrancisClownnose.. I mean.. Franc.. FancisClownNose to go buy a dozen wooden spatula's for me, so that I will not have to use this gift when I need to gently whisk ingredients anymore..

Tammy politely nodded at @Tonay_Alacchi and looked at the shiny gift she just got. It felt as if she had just received a baby, without the downside of having to give birth. Happily, she started walking towards Borat's HQ.