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The sound of nervous laughter began to well up in Jack's throat like phlegm.  He mustn't laugh.  But he couldn't help it.  It burst from him.  He nearly collapsed from laughing.  To those in the crowd, perhaps he looked mad.  Perhaps that was even an appropriate look.

"HAHAHA... hahaha... ah... oh man, Marvel is going to sue somebody.  Not me though, none of you schmucks know my name!"

Maybe he should have worn a mask too.  Oh well.

"Now then, for my closing comments.  Ehem.  You, are not a gun.  You are who you choose to be.  Also, where's my money and fuck the Russians!"

He probably should go through the Giant's wallet, that was his excuse for the fight or something right?  Then again he couldn't really bring himself to get close to the big guy.  What if he woke up.

"Well anyway.  Good afternoon, good evening, and-"

Then the second set of springlocks went off, in his other foot this time, he found himself laucnhed a good twenty feet into the air, and into the ocean water beyond the docks.

[i]Oh well, as good an exit strategy as any...[/i]

He swam back to land, a ways away from the fights.