Underdog is quite right; a splendid time has been had by all!

My favourite part of this particularly delightful chapter is the 4 million figure that was being thrown around earlier on in this discussion; as if The Philly/Detroit collective have cut off their noses to spite their faces in removing Goten because they'll be losing 4 million a week.

DID I HEAR THIS RIGHT? FOUR MILLION? THAT IS TWICE AS MUCH AS TWO MILLION, HOLY SHIT!

In all seriousness though, what the fuck? Is this actually happening?

On to the larger story, I will add my own 2 centimes in the form of a delightful little fable, so gather the fuck round my young friends. Back when I lived in France, there was a rival butcher who had a bitter feud with me, it went as far as slaughtering all the animals belonging to the farmer who provided my meat and setting his barn on fire - I decided this dirty little butcher must be dealt with. I took a snub nosed .38 and I shot him up all to fuck, ribbons of flesh everywhere. You know how it is. Naturally, I had to get rid of the gun. It had served me well for this particular task but it had a limited shelf life. There is no room for sentimentality so why would I leave it lying around where it could cause trouble for me? I wrapped it in duct tape and threw it into the Mediterranean.

That seems to be the case here, and the ire of Goten's offspring seems to be that, not only was he a pawn, he didn't even realise which game was being played. Whilst Detroit were maneuvering for check mate, Goten was still grinning inanely and rolling for doubles. Regardless of who approached who first, Goten no doubt thought he'd been shrewd enough in his negotiations - a fairly embarrassing misconception considering what transpired.

Would indeed be damn shame.

Alabama stops to think for a moment and pulls out a pen and piece of paper. She scribbles something down and hands it to Leeyo

These are directions to my HQ, Under normal circumstances I wouldn't thrust these in your hand as I have no idea who you are, but it seems to me that you may have inadvertedly put your life in danger here and I'd like to extend an offer of a home to you, even if only temporary until you decide on your next path in this life.

Seems old Leeyo had his clogs popped I am sorry to inform you Alabama.

Looks like protection orders are fairly weak in this day and age, such a shame.

Sorry to inform you Underdog, I popped his clogs!

Leeyo and I had a discussion about his next steps and he decided life could not continue without Gohan and we entered into a Duel, thankfully I was the victor.

Somewhere, my cousin Stan is smiling.