Wade stopped running.It looked as though he had finally lost his pursuers and could now check the spoils of his no-good thievery.He thumbed the tattered old notebook carefully.Taking note of the title 'Mr Pickles Medical Dictionary' he checked over his shoulder once more before delving into the mysterious medicine book.

Pickles shows up to retreive his book . . .

You know, this reminds me of a time this Aggie (for non-Texas residents, a graduate of Texas A&M University), went to his local vetrinarian for help.  He and his wife had too many children, but they couldn't afford a proper vasectomy, so why not go to the vet.  After all, parts is parts.  Anyway, the vet told him how much it would be.  Seeing the A&M diploma on the wall, the Aggie asked if there was any type of rate reduction for fellow alum.  So, the vet said he had a $10 package.  He gave him a can of beer and a firecracker with the instructions to drink the beer, light the firecracker, put it in the can, and count to 10.  So, the Aggie does what he's told and starts counting to ten.  Well, after being done with the first hand, he put the beer can between his legs to continue.

BOOM

On a serious note though... Mr_Pickles.... that was by far one of the worst jokes I have ever encountered. No, really, it was just horrible.

My ancestor had served one of your bloodline ages ago... and well.. he might start to regret it now after reading that.

Are you kidding?  I regret BEING me after that joke!