Captain Doobie rounded the corner in a terrified sprint, his feet pounding on the concrete floor of the warehouse. Behind him, the barking of the guard dogs came ominously closer.
"Whose idea was it to break into the joke shop again?" he shouted up the corriodor to Goodtime Slim, who had found a door and was hurriedly trying to force the lock.
"Aha!" cried Goodtime Slim in triumph, and wrenched open the door. As he did so, the entire contents of the cupboard behind it, 20000 fake plastic breasts, fell on him.
"Look out!" he warned the rapidly approaching Captain Doobie, "this door's been booby trapped!"
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