'homey its time to operate,' said leonardo and ushered the chinaman and michelangelo to another room... This one was decked out with an operating table and surgical instruments.... In the corner was a cage and from it drew leonardo a small white lamb that baa'ed apprehensively...
'surgery?' asked the crack smoking meth buyer...the three indeed were still stoned...
'heart transplant' explained leonardo as michelangelo busied himself anasthetizing the little white lamb... Michelangelo wasted no time putting on his shitty eclectic taste of bullshit music like the dumb fucking moron that he was.... Bbbzzzzzzzz.... The clippers whirred in michelangelo's hands as he deftly shaved the lamb and then broke out a razor blade and cream and closely shaved a patch near the lamb's heart.... Leonardo prepared a number of surgical tools, sterilizing them, and sterilizing the general area... Michelangelo mini-vacced around his shave job with a nifty mini-vac and went to soap up and prep for surgery...
'have u done this before? Do u know what ur doing?' asked the chinaman...
'no, we've never done this before, but we think we can pull it off.... We have a pretty good idea... We have a bet on this operation'
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