"...ooooo... *hic*..."

"S**t that was a weird dream... I really have to give up the f**king booze... hey, what's that buzzing sound?"

 

 

 

 

 

 

"Oh s**t!!!!!"

 

 

(insert your own sounds of chainsaw slaughterings here)

... the inevitable discovery was made when Britney failed to show for her gig...

"It's not good is it Doc?"

"It's worse than that, she's dead, Joe."

"But where's her head?"

"And what do we put this down to?
Suicide? Disgruntled fan? Music Critic?
Or should we just haul in Justin Timberlake and bust his ass?"

"Sounds good to me, I've got a new nightstick I want to run in"

At times like this you need heroes... only in Toyville the stock in heroes was just about to plummet...

"FREEZE! This is a raid!"

"No, wait... it's not what it seems, I was only helping Action Man look for his contact lens!"

"Oooo... you little bitch, Max! You were always the little squealer!"

"This can't be happening... he got me drunk... I was only experimenting... ohmigod Mattel are sure to cancel my toy line now!!!"

And there was worse and more shocking to come...