What did I say yesterday?

Leaving both Tracy and Gertie to whatever fates the Comic Gods have in store for them, we turn our attention back to B.O., wandering the deserted road just outside of Peosta, Iowa.  As you can see, the old guy seems to have some experience with being dumped by the side of the road in the middle of nowhere, as his hitchhiking thumb form is just about as perfect as it can be.  (He also may have done a little modeling in the past, for even with a Slime/Zol sitting on his head, he manages to cut quite the figure in his dapper coat and tie, complemented by a snazzy pair of black slacks.)  It's a good thing too because who should appear out of the darkness, but a biker gang.  (Probably even a notorious biker gang that doesn't recognize any form of law enforcement or government.  You can tell that because they don't pick a lane.  They just ride right down the center on the dividing line.  They might even be a magic gang because despite driving down an asphalt road, they still managed to kick up a cloud of dust.  Now that's talent.)  Thanks for making this more interesting, B.O.  Of course, what would make it even more interesting is if you took the gang back to your place and they fought it out with the home invaders because you just happened to be the long lost founder of said biker gang.  We'll just have to wait and see where this goes, even though we're probably about to switch back to Gertie or Tracy (but maybe not because nothing's really been established here.  Heck, for all we know, they might be about to beat B.O. up and steal his meager possessions.  The fact is, we just don't know, but we will...eventually.).