da and michelangelo had relcoted their van to their vantage point and as they watched the race da vinci played with his i-phone......
'dude,' started up da vinci to michelangelo, 'my widget - ziggy, on my i-phone is telling me that the time-warp will see one Antonio Vivaldi come through warp soon in the town of Sedona, Arizona...
'vivaldi!!??', questioned michelangelo while he grabbed a handful of popcorn and shoved it into his face and listened to Miller scream from the underside of one of the trucks in the race.... Leonardo had surrepticiously added an apostrophe on his shirt before the 'M' in Miller and a dash after the 'M' to make it look like it said: 'M-iller (or (a)M iller).... 'who in blazes is that?'
'He's from Venice born in 1678 - a great composer and musician,' replied leonardo.
'and why do you want to rendez-vous?' asked Michelangelo.
'I have to kick his arse,' replied da vinci.
'why do you have to do that?' asked Michelangelo.
'becoz it says on Wikipedia that he is from Venice, and when i started selling crack-cocaine to the rich kids in Venice, LA, i swore a bloath oath to my suppliers, crips and bloods, bonez n thugs, that i would represent Venice come what may,' responded Da vinci.
'wait a second,' said Michelangelo as he watched a truck soar in the air in front of him while at the same time watching Miller under it on his i-Phone and listening to Miller scream.... 'let me get this straight, a great musician named Antonio Vivaldi is coming out of time-warp in Arizona,'
'sedona,' interjected Leonardo, interrupting him.
'...and you feel you have to kick his arse because you're sworn to represent a suburb of LA that happens to be called Venice and Vivaldi is from Venice Italy from the turn of the 18th century - some 200 years after my time ----- does that make sense?'
'maybe you wouldn't understand --- anyway, i don't care, we have to leave now,' said Da Vinci.
'now!? man?' Michelangelo was clearly flustered by this.
'word homey, if we don't leave right now we'll be late to rendez-vous, i have to represent man.'
'Jesus Christ man,' said Michelangelo all flustered but the white van not being his white van, realized Da Vinci could not be argued with on this point.
'Where's Miller?' asked Da Vinci and at precisely that moment, Brett Sloppy's truck landed in front of them and rolled into a number of people killing them and causing chaos.
'Jesus Christ!' said Michelangelo emphatically.
'Dude get Miller and let's get the hell out of here!' said Da Vinci, 'we're not doctors man, let's just get the hell on out of here.'
'okay, give me a minute to get Miller and just go ahead and take some photos.'
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