THUNDER BOYS ARE LOOSE

Matt roared as Luke shot even larger canon balls of semen up his trunk and Luke did the same as Matt shot semen up each of his large nostrils. Thomas and Peter were similarly occupied, as were the still living Joshua and Abraham. Sampson sat masturbating near by. Suddenly, a roar like never before escaped all seven at once, and the Thunder Clap that then issued from The Fortress of Thunder echoed around the entire planet. * * * John and Mark heard the clap of Thunder, along with all of their team. "That's the semi final signal," said John. Mark and the rest of their group nodded. "We know what to do now ten," said Mark. They all called down their Thunder Bolts and rode them towards their next to last stop. * * * The security that year at the Canons For The Common Man show was the tightest that it had e ever been. "Well, with these vigalanties that seem to somehow be able to control even the weather out there, it has to be," said The President of The I'll Blow Your Brains Out If You Cross Me" club. His fellow gun nuts nodded. "Our first speaker," announced the MC, Nuton Case. "Will be from the paramilitary group Bombs Are For Everyone. Welcome, Mr. Braidy." "Thank you, Nuton. But it is just Jimmy," said the man, taking the stage. "My fellow fire arm freedom lovers, our nation faces many problems, but if everyone could just have their own personal canons, they would al be solved. Therefore. . ..oh, no, not here, not now. I thought security. . ." Everyone knew at once what he was talking about, for claps of Thunder so loud they seemed to be inside the building had begun. Then, his mic went dead and all of the lights went out. "You fools," boomed a voice within a long clap of Thunder. "Did you really think mere rifle armed guards could stop us. Go ahead," the voice said as one person reached for the canon trigger near her. "You'll learn what many already have. Firearms can not harm us." In spite of the warning, however, in the nest moment, canons were firing and canon balls flying in all directions. Guards came in with machine guns blazing, and everyone not near a canon pulled out their personal firearms and began firing. The only screams, however, were from fellow gun nuts who got caught in the cross fire. Then, when everyone had shot themselves empty and were reloading, the lightning bolts came and with them The Thunder Boys became visible. "Kill them all, gun sissies and faggots, the lot of them," shouted someone from the crowd. "Bullets are no good, but knives and stones can. . ." suddenly, the man stopped and cried out as a Thunder Bolt hit him and he burst into flame. "Wrong move," said another. "He was our leader." Suddenly, knives and rocks were out and flying everywhere, although most The Thunder Boys destroyed with the Thunder Bolts thrown from their hands before they could do harm. The Thunder Boys fought back with their own weapons, and for awhile the battle was evenly matched. But, of course, the supply of knives and even rocks was not unlimited, while the Thunder Bolts were. Eventually, the advance began in earnest, pushing the gun nuts and homophobes until their backs were right up against the wall. "Let the word go forth from this day forward," shouted John. "The Thunder Boys are loose, and the gun nuts and homophobes will. . ." Suddenly, he stopped and screamed as a flying stone took Mark's head clean off. An instant later, the remains of both vanished in a clap of Thunder and lightning. That was the end of the battle for all of the gun nits there, though,for all of the remaining Thunder Boys exploded in such fits of rage that every bone and every stone in the place caught fire. "We are definitely ready now," said Job. All nodded. "Next stop, tomorrow's opening of The Republican National Convention!" they all shouted, then vanished in The Thunder Bolts they then called down as the building exploded and then collapsed in a pile of rubble. * * * "Welcome home," said Matthew as John and Mark appeared in the chamber within The Fortress of THunder. "Thank you," said John. "We always kind of knew this was where we would be for The Final Battle," said Mark. "Since we were the first and founding members of this order." All nodded as John and Mark began their love making, Matthew and Luke as well as Thomas and Peter went back to theirs, and Sampson went back to his masturbating. NEXT TIME, -WARRIORS OF THE STORM, THE CATACLYSM AT CONSERVATIVE CENTRAL-.