The Continuing Adventures of Barry Ween

"FUCK!"

After waking up this morning in jail, Barry was in one foul mood. Of course getting shot the night before didn't help any. So he pretty much used every variation of the word "fuck" all the way from the trooper station to the warehouse where the island had decided to turn it into a gin joint for the weekend.

"FUCK!"

Eventually Barry was able to settle down and start checking all his equipment to see if the dimensional alternate univere noir change over had screwed up any of his calibrations.

"FUCK!"

Which of course it had.

"FUCK!"

Hence all the swearing.

[Open but going into SP mode]