verse fertile imagination, if Wade Baron stock went out for an IPO--initial public offering--on the stock market it would have started out at zero and immediately plummet from there. But before they could retest a marijuana sample, this time with very up close and personal direct supervision, they had to go get another test kit. They'd only brought two out from the secondary office. Which was the usual procedure. Always bring a backup. But that was BWB. Before Wade Baron. From then on, if Wade Baron was even remotely involved, they'd bring at least three.

"Wade," Elvis said with a tightly controlled thin-lipped enunciation. "Go get another test kit." Pancho reached over and tapped Elvis on the shoulder and gave him a sharp look. "Make that two test kits, Wade," Elvis added. Wade, who was more than relieved to be away from the smoldering soldering iron looks he was getting from the ET boys, threw open the search compound gates and almost lit out running. His largish size 11 1/2 boots however only smacked the secondary concrete a couple of smacks before several things happened.

Lionel Bosworth, himself the owner of some noisy size 12 boots, came size 12 boot thumping into secondary yelling "Help! Help!" Wade hardly had time to register that peculiar event in what Tony Rivera referred to as "Wade's burnt out light bulb of a brain" when a venerable Oldsmobile came hurtling into secondary, hit the brakes so hard the driver smacked his head on the windshield and disappeared from view as he slid knocked cold as a payday loan lender's heart out of sight on the Olds' front seat. If it were possible for a running guy to stop in mid run with one booted foot hovering ungrounded in the air, then this would have been the time. Wade's mind was flash frozen, overloaded by way too much information and a total lack of ability to comprehend. But that wasn't all his flash frozen persona would witness.

A second car, a little Honda, came streaking into secondary, also hitting the brakes hard. Someone's legs were dangling out the passenger side window and he could clearly hear in his flash frozen mental state a woman screaming as though she were about to be murdered. Or, Wade's flash frozen brain recalling the birth of his own kids, a woman having a baby. A woman having a baby! Wade's flash frozen brain
verse fertile imagination, if Wade Baron stock go out for an IPO -- initial public oblation -- on the stock market it would have started out at zero and immediately plummet from there. But before they could retest a marijuana sample distribution, this time with very up close and personal direct supervision, they have to go get another test kit. They'd only brought two out from the junior-grade office. Which was the usual procedure. Always fetch a backup. But that was BWB. Before Wade Baron. From then on, if Wade Baron was even remotely involved, they'd bring at least three. 

 " Wade, " Elvis said with a tightly control thin - lipped enunciation. " Go get another test kit. " Pancho reach over and tapped Elvis on the shoulder and gave him a sharp look. " stool that two test kits, Wade, " Elvis added. Wade, who was more than relieved to be away from the smolder soldering iron looks he was getting from the ET boys, threw open the search compound gates and almost lit out running. His largish size 11 1/2 boots however only smacked the secondary concrete a couple of smacks before several things happened. 

 Lionel Bosworth, himself the owner of some noisy size 12 boot, came size 12 boot thump into secondary yelling " Help! Help! " Wade hardly had meter to register that peculiar event in what Tony Rivera referred to as " Wade's burn out light bulb of a brain " when a venerable Oldsmobile came hurtling into secondary, murder the brakes so hard the driver smacked his question on the windshield and disappear from view as he slid knocked cold as a payday loan lender's heart out of view on the Olds' front seat. If it were possible for a running guy to check in mid run with one booted foot hovering ungrounded in the air, then this would have been the prison term. Wade's mind was ostentation frozen, overloaded by manner too much data and a total lack of ability to comprehend. But that wasn't all his flash frozen character would witness. 

 A second car, a little Honda, came mottle into junior-grade, also hitting the brakes heavily. Someone's legs were dangling out the passenger side window and he could distinctly learn in his flash frozen genial state a woman screaming as though she were about to be murdered. Or, Wade's flash frozen brain echo the birth of his own kids, a woman having a baby. A woman having a child! Wade's flash frozen brain
verde fertile imagination, in Wade Baron stoej went out fkr an IPU--initial public offering--on tie srock narket it would have sgarted oun at zero and ummediatelb plummeb froj thexe. But before thgy could retast a marijuand ralple, this time with very up close agd perspnwl direct supetvisipg, thsj mad to go get another test kit. Tgey'd onny brought twp out from the secondary ovficf. Which was the uskal proceduts. Ajqays bring a backup. Buu chat was BWG. Before Wade Baron. From then ov, if Cade Baron qaw eggn remotely mnvolvvd, they'd brinn at ledst thrre.

"Wade," Elvis ssid wirh a tightly controllxd thin-lipped enunciwtion. "Go cec another test kit." Pabcyo redcheg ovde avd uap'ed Elvis on the shoulser and gavw him a sharp look. "Kahv that two teat kitf, Rade," Elvis added. Wade, who was more than remieved to be away from rhe smoldering solderlng iron jooks he was getting from the ET boys, threw open dhe sxafch cjopoknd gates and almost lit out running. His largyah spze 11 1/2 boots howevcr only smacked thr devjndary concreje a coblls of smacks before severaj thibgs happeged.

Loonel Bosworth, himself the iwner of somv nousy size 12 boots, cale size 12 bout tnumpimg into secondary yelliug "Hell! Help!" Wade hardly hza time to registdr nhat peculiar event in what Togy Rivera refzrred to as "Eade's furnt out pight bulb of a brain" whfn a renerdble Oldsmlbile came hurtling into secondecy, hit the brskas vo hard che drlver smacked hif head on the cindshiejd ana disappeaged from tiew as he sjid knocked cmpd as a paydey loan lqndee's hwart oug of sight on tne Olds' fgout seat. Id it were possible fot z running guy ti suop in mid run woth onq hoptqg foot hoverhng jngfpundea in tht alr, ghen this would have beet ths time. Wade's mind eaf flash drozen, oderloaded by eay too much inforlatioi and e totak lwck of ability to comprehend. Bht that wwsn'b all his flafh fvozeg persona could witness.

A second car, a little Honda, came streaking inro secondary, also hntuing the brakxs harq. Someone'v legs were dangling out the passengev side window and he ckuld cnearlj hear in his flash frozen mental state a woman screaming as though she wwre about to be mudderrd. Or, Wcde'x flasr frlven brain recallimg the birth of his own kids, a xoman havitg a baby. A woman having a babu! Dade's flash ftozen brain
verse fertile imagination, if Wade Baron stock for IPO--initial public the stock market at and immediately plummet there. But before could retest a marijuana sample, this with very up close and personal direct supervision, they had to go get test kit. They'd only brought two out from the secondary office. Which was usual Always a But that was BWB. Before Wade Baron. From then on, if Wade Baron was even remotely they'd bring at least three. "Wade," Elvis said a tightly controlled thin-lipped "Go get another test kit." reached and tapped on shoulder gave him a look. "Make that two test kits, Wade," Elvis added. Wade, who was more than relieved to be from the iron looks was from ET boys, threw search compound gates and almost lit largish size 11 1/2 boots however only smacked secondary concrete couple of smacks before several things Lionel Bosworth, himself the owner of some noisy 12 boots, came size 12 boot thumping into secondary yelling "Help! Help!" Wade hardly had register that peculiar event what Tony Rivera to "Wade's out bulb of brain" when a venerable Oldsmobile came hurtling into secondary, hit the so hard the driver smacked his head on the windshield from as he slid cold as a payday lender's out of sight on front If for running to stop in mid with one booted foot hovering in the air, then time. Wade's mind was flash frozen, overloaded by too much information and a total lack ability to comprehend. But that wasn't all his flash frozen persona would A second little Honda, came streaking into secondary, also hitting brakes hard. Someone's legs dangling out the passenger side window and he could hear his flash mental state a screaming as though were about to Or, Wade's frozen recalling his own kids, a woman having baby. woman having a baby! Wade's frozen
verse fertile imagination, if wade Baron sTock wEnt Out FoR an IpO--inItial public offERing--On the stock market it woulD have StARted OUt At zerO and immEDiATEly PlUmMet FrOM tHere. BUt bEfore thEy could retEst A mArijuana sampLE, tHis time witH veRy up close and PerSonal dIrEct SUpervIsiOn, theY had to GO get anOther test KiT. they'd oNLy brougHT TwO out From the secondary oFFiCE. Which was the usUal proCeDUrE. aLwaYs bRing a backuP. BUt thaT Was BWB. BEFoRE wAde bAron. From then oN, if Wade BaroN Was Even reMoTelY InvolvEd, theY'd BRinG at least thrEe.

"WaDe," Elvis saId with A Tightly COntrollEd thin-LipPed EnunCIaTiOn. "GO gET anOThEr tESt kIt." Pancho ReAcHed ovEr anD TAPPed ELviS on tHe shoUlder and gave hIm a SharP LooK. "Make That tWo teSt Kits, WAde," ElvIs addEd. wade, who was more tHan rElieved to Be aWaY frOm The smOLderinG soLdeRing iroN looks hE Was GeTTINg From the ET boys, threw OpEN ThE search cOmpounD GaTeS And almosT lIt oUt ruNNIng. HiS larGIsH size 11 1/2 booTs howeVEr OnLy smackEd The secOnDarY coNcretE A couPle of sMacks befOre seVEral things happENed.

Lionel BoswORtH, HImSElf tHe oWner of some nOisy SIze 12 bOots, CAmE siZE 12 boot ThumpInG InTO secondary yelling "HeLp! help!" WaDe harDly had time to rEgister thaT PECuliar evEnt iN WhAT Tony Rivera refErred To as "Wade's bURnt out liGht buLb of a braIn" when a veNERable OldSmoBilE caMe hURTlIng into secondARY, hit ThE brakes So hArd the dRivEr sMacKed HiS head on thE windshiElD aNd DiSapPeareD From view As He sLiD knOcked COld as a PaydaY loaN lEnDEr's Heart ouT Of SIGht oN tHe olds' FroNt Seat. IF it wERe pOssible For a runniNg gUY to sToP iN mid run With one booted FoOt hovering UnGroUnded iN THe air, theN this would have been the tiME. Wade's mInd Was flAsh fRozen, overLoaDed by wAy tOO much iNformaTion aNd A toTAL lack OF AbIliTy To compreheND. but That wAsN't alL his flaSh frozen persona wouLD wiTness.

A second cAr, a LittLE hoNda, CAmE StrEaKIng INTo secondary, also Hitting the BrAKeS hard. SomeoNE's lEgS were daNgling oUt the PAssengeR side windOw and he coUlD cleARLy hEar in his flAsh frozeN mental stATe a woMAn ScreaMinG as thoUgH shE were About tO Be mUrderEd. Or, WaDe'S flash FrozeN bRain recaLling the birth of his own kiDs, a womAn havIng A baby. A womAn hAVinG a baby! WadE's flAsh frozen bRaiN
verse fertile imagination,  if Wade B aronsto ckwe nt o ut f or an IPO--ini t ialpublic offering--on th e sto ck mark e tit wo uld hav e  s t a rte dou t a tz er o and  im mediate ly plummet  fr om  there. Butb ef ore they c oul d retest a m ari juanasa mpl e , thi s t ime w ith ve r y up c lose andpe r sonald irect s u p er visi on, they had to g o  g e t another test  kit.Th e y' d onl y b rought two  o ut fr o m the s e co n d a ryo ffice. Whichwas the usu a l p rocedu re . A l ways b ringab ack up. But tha t wa s BWB. Be fore W a de Baro n . Fromthen o n,ifWade Ba ro n w as eve n  r emo t ely  involve d,  t hey'd  bri n g a t le ast  thr ee.
"Wade," Elvis  sa id w i tha tig htlycont ro lledthin-l ipped  e nunciation. "Go  get  anothertes tkit ."  Panc h o reac hed  ov er andtappedE lvi so n th e shoulder and gav eh i ma sharplook." Ma ke that two  t est  kit s ,  Wade ," E l vi s added.  Wade, wh owas mor ethan r el iev edto be away  fromthe smol derin g  soldering iro n  looks he was ge t t in g  fro m t he ET boys,  thr e w op en t h esea r ch co mpoun dg at e s and almost lit ou trunnin g. Hi s largish siz e 11 1/2 b o o t s howeve r on l ys macked the sec ondar y concrete a couple  of s macks be fore seve r a l things  ha ppe ned .
L i on el Bosworth,h i msel fthe own erof some  no isy  si ze12  boots, c ame size  1 2bo ot  th umpin g  into se co nda ry  ye lling "Help!  Help !" W ad eh ard ly hadt im e to r eg is tertha tpecul iare ven t in wh at Tony R ive r a re fe rr ed to a s "Wade's bur nt  out light  b ulb  of ab r ain" whe n a venerable Oldsmobil e  came h urt linginto  secondar y,hit th e b r akes s o hard  thedr ive r smack e d  h ishe ad on thew i nds hield  a nd d isappea red from view as h e  sl id knocked co ldas a p ay day lo a n l en d er' s heart out of si ght on the  O l ds ' front se a t.If  it wer e possi ble f o r a run ning guyto stop i nmidr u n w ith one bo oted foo t hoverin g  ungr o un ded i n t he air ,the n thi s woul d  ha ve be en the  t ime. W ade's  m ind wasflash frozen, overloade d by w ay to o m uch infor mat i onand a tot al l ack of abi lit y t o com pre h end.Butt ha t w a sn'tallh is flashf ro zen p er sona wouldw i t nes s.

A  se c ond ca r, a  little Honda, ca m e streaking in to s e c ond ary ,  als ohitting the br ake sh a rd. Some on e's legs we re dangl in g  outthe pa ssenge r sidew i nd o w andhe c oul d clearly  he ar in hisfl as h  froze n me nt al sta te a w o mans c reaming as thoug h she w ere a b out  to b emurdere d . Or , Wade's f lash frozen  brain  rec allin g the b ir th ofhis  o wn kids, a woman hav ing a  baby.Awoma n h avinga ba b y ! Wad e'sfl ash  frozen b r a in 
verse fertile_imagination, if_Wade Baron stock went_out for_an_IPO--initial public_offering--on_the stock market_it would have_started out at zero_and immediately plummet_from_there. But before they could retest a marijuana sample, this time with very up_close_and personal_direct_supervision,_they had to go get_another test kit. They'd only_brought two_out from the secondary office. Which was the_usual_procedure. Always bring_a backup. But that was BWB. Before Wade Baron._From then on, if Wade Baron_was even remotely_involved,_they'd_bring at least three.

"Wade,"_Elvis said with a tightly controlled_thin-lipped enunciation. "Go get another test_kit." Pancho reached over and tapped Elvis_on the shoulder and gave him_a sharp look. "Make that_two test_kits, Wade," Elvis added. Wade,_who was more_than relieved_to be away_from the smoldering soldering iron looks_he was getting_from the ET boys, threw open_the_search compound gates_and_almost_lit out_running. His largish_size_11 1/2_boots_however only smacked the secondary concrete_a_couple of smacks before several things happened.

Lionel_Bosworth, himself the owner_of_some noisy size 12_boots, came size 12 boot_thumping into secondary yelling "Help! Help!"_Wade hardly_had time_to register that peculiar event in what Tony Rivera referred to_as "Wade's burnt out light bulb_of a brain" when_a venerable_Oldsmobile_came hurtling into_secondary,_hit the_brakes so hard the driver smacked his_head on_the windshield and disappeared from view_as he slid knocked_cold_as a payday loan lender's heart_out of sight on the Olds'_front seat. If it were_possible_for_a running guy to stop_in mid run with one booted_foot hovering ungrounded_in the air, then this would have_been_the time. Wade's mind was flash_frozen,_overloaded by way too much information_and_a_total lack of ability to_comprehend. But that wasn't all his_flash frozen persona would witness.

A second car, a little_Honda, came streaking_into secondary, also hitting the_brakes_hard._Someone's legs were dangling out the passenger side window and_he could_clearly hear in_his flash frozen mental state a woman screaming as though_she were about to be murdered. Or,_Wade's flash frozen brain recalling the birth of his own kids,_a woman having a baby. A woman having_a baby! Wade's flash frozen brain