Word Count
May 7, 2007
“Those Canadians are out to get us.”

“What is it now?”

“Their quarters. They’re tracking us. I’m sure of it.”

“Again with the coins Agent Smith?”

“This time it’s different. Look at this.”

“That’s pretty neat.”

“Neat? Do you call bugged quarters neat? They’re onto us. I know it.”

“What do you mean bugged?”

“Don’t you think it’s odd that of all the quarters in Canada, I end up with this?”

“My understanding is that they made over 30 million of these.”

“You see! They’re watching everybody! You can’t trust ‘em. If they find out what we’re up to, there’s no telling what could happen.”

“Shhh. You might be onto something.”

“And why a poppy? And why are they in Afghanistan? They have poppies over there you know.”

“I don’t think that even the Canadians know why they’re in Afghanistan, but I see your point.”

“Money. Poppies. Afghanistan. I don’t trust them. They’re probably stockpiling the WMD’s as we speak.”

“We’d better get these things analyzed.”

“Already done. We don’t know how they’re doing it.”

“This could be serious. Any suggestions?”

“We need to send in an inspection team right away.”

“What happens if we can’t find anything?”

“They’re crafty. I’ll give them that. But if we search enough igloos, I’m sure we’ll find ‘something’ wink wink.”

“Assemble a team.”

“Already done.”

“Where will you start?”

“The Royal Canadian Mint. It’s in a remote village called Winnipeg.”

“Good luck and don’t forget your snowshoes.”

“Already packed.”



“Be careful.”

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