When a group of adolescents grab a cake of fireworks and aim it at the designated enemie's house. The agents involved all stick together and have a strict formation and escape route. The mission must
Operation Sweaty Hippo left a fire at the neighboor's house, good thing Agent Gilligan got us a quick escape route, otherwise we'd be history.
As I opened the bay windows of my kent townhouse, I was welcomed by my morning ritual of diesel and wafts of stale piss and belching from the concreteabomination that is "the sweaty gusset" lorry park.