the nerve gas strikes again
I managed to squish 24 into my schedule last night. I don't know how nobody has noticed that Aaron is locked up in what appears to be either horse stables or a warehouse for the past few hours. Or why Novick didn't think it was strange that President Dumb Ass was lurking around the hallways of said stables/ warehouse. Or why some mafia-like murder was going to take place involving a gun and the trunk of a Lincoln town car. Good thing Martha showed up and played the "First Lady" card to prevent from getting killed herself and saving Aaron from a torturous death. I think Martha and Aaron were THISCLOSE to making out, quite frankly. But in any case, two hours left for Kiefer to figure out how to stop Bierko from launching submarine missles, and a whole lot of them at that. yikes!
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