The blurry scanline drifted purposefully upwards, into a bright layer of scriptual borne. It twisted against the constraintments, met itself at its own end, and was a loop colored like a mint green shower ring. The drizzle fell gleefully, made of pure 24 karat gold and landing only in the hat brims of those that truly deserved it: Lenny and Bern.

     “Another 12.7389237646839091972676721778128789892347923563625837674387357 29412397374826352845746735794923173179423785734663573417314742546 grams,” said Lenny.

     Bern nodded. “With this added income we can supplement our habit of meeting new people and becoming instant good friends.”

     “But never as good as you and me, eh pal?” said Lenny, laughing.

     “A ha ha ha ha,” laughed Bern.

     An early model QPLR394087 Mang peeled up on a smoky stack of half-melted tires and open-face cheese sandwiches with a touch of green olive for garnish. The tinted driver-side window slid gracefully down to reveal the sneering oily face of Frinkle with his twin rows of super-shined purple teeth.

     “Well look who we have here!” snickered Frinkle. “And what’s this?” he said, opening his door and stepping up to L&B. “Why look! It’s raining the good stuff again!”

     Lenny lurched forward as if to punch Frinkle, but Bern held him back.

     “Why you bastard,” said Lenny, straining his voice in an attempt not to yell.

     “A HA HA HA HA HA HA!” cackled Frinkle, then his head exploded, showering Lenny and Bern in blood. Frinkle’s brainless corpse fell to the ground like a flaccid snake.

     Lenny looked at Bern in shock. Bern was still pointing his .873687782879889234790761623 caliber Jupiter-class Pinpoint Shooter Type XVIII-BC-4959543 Version 7.323b with the Super-Calibrated Laser Super Scope Model CXVFJOORKFJGJWEWE-MCMXVIIIIIIIII-Multi-Attachment-Three-Junction Ultra Smooth Mega Quiet New & Improved Hand-Operated Suppressive Largely Metal-Based Handitzer at Frinkle’s now-flame-engulfed body.

     “Yeah, I did it,” said Bern, spitting on the burning heap. “And it was worth it, too.”

     4.7493817289348989726723872789347834856127484866812635 seconds later, a fleet of four hundred and seventy-three early model QPLR394087 Mangs peeled up, each driving atop the last until they formed a stack 2475.399218123737284765763467 feet high. The Bad in the lower car exited first, then each Bad above him onto the lower Bad’s shoulders, so that they all formed a stack 2894.340950934859342903490234 feet tall.

     Bern shot the lowest directly in the heart, and the entire stack fell with a loud screech of no less than 94.349037845873457834783487578394587912834905690412879 decibels. They were all dead.

     “Congratulations,” said Lenny, amazed. “I didn’t know that would work.”

     The entire pile burst into flame, sending forth the sweet smell of roses and sage, thyme and cinnamon. When each body ceased burning, it left behind a diamond larger than the Crown Jewels of Every Sovereign or Non-Sovereign Entity.

     “Now that we have all this money and have defeated all evil, we can die in peace,” said Bern.

     “Screw that, I’m going to live forever,” said Lenny.

     “But the journey, Lenny! THE JOURNEY.” Bern shot himself in the face, burst into flames, and left behind a platinum bar that was larger than the universe itself. His soul went to the afterlife, where things were vastly more interesting.

     Lenny regularly masturbated onto his massive platinum bar, his numerous diamonds, and his heaps of gold dust, only occasionally having to shoot people foolish enough to try to steal one or the other. He never stopped.