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The Slack Attack

You turn right and head off into the unknown. The hours and miles melt away.

Although, on the inside, the Mystery Machine is a veritable high-tech showcase of mobile computing power, the exterior of this 1974 Econoline leaves much to be desired. Especially after Jay - at the end of a 16-hour stint behind the wheel - swerves to miss a herd of armadillos just outside Austin, Texas, and lands everyone in a ditch. Meghan flags down a passing truck driver who reluctantly agrees to haul everyone into town. JoAnne quickly deduces that this guy's carrying frozen chickens and that there's not much room in the cab. She quickly calls out, "Shotgun!" which gets odd stares from you and the rest of the group. Those blank looks, however, turn to furrowed brows when the driver opens the back door of the refrigerated trailer and beckons the rest of the group to enter. Looks like this is the end of the road for you and the Monkeys....

Luckily, though, it's only another 20 minutes to Timz10000's place, where the truck driver drops all you Monkeypops off. You decide to bail on the Web business and start your own bluegrass band called the ... um ... Fencebuilders. You only tell Timmyz this after you convince him to let you move in. You spend the rest of your years indulging your vices and strumming your banjo on his front porch.