The Bustin Brothers

The Bustin Brothers made their way through the crowd to the front, where a man was preaching loudly. He was saying the end of the world was nigh, and that everybody needed to repent for their sins or be left behind.

"I don't know Billy," Harry Bustin told his brother. "The stuff this guy is saying is pretty crazy. I don't think I believe him."

"I agree with you, Harry," Billy responded. "I think this guy is off his rocker. I can't believe these people are actually standing here and listening to this guy!"

"But, Billy, we're standing here listening to this guy," Harry said with a sheepish grin.

"Good one, Harry," Billy laughed.

Billy and Harry Bustin walked across the street to the bank to deposit their checks from their jobs at the oatmeal plant. The minute they walked in, they knew something was awry.

"You!" cried a voice. "Get on the floor!"

Robbers had held the bank up and all of the customers were huddled in a corner while the robbers took money from the vault.

"Do what he says!" cried a woman. "He's crazy and he'll kill all of us!"

"You thinking what I'm thinking, Harry?" Billy said.

"You know it. Let's get to it. Hiyah!"

The Bustin Brothers did flips in opposite directions and started engaging the robbers in hand to hand combat. Pretty soon they had stolen the guns from the robbers and tied them up. The people cheered the hero Bustin Brothers.

"All in a day's work," said Harry to the crowd.

"He's lying," Billy explained. "We actually work at the oatmeal factory and take karate lessons from our dad on weekends and some weeknights."

After splattering the brains of the bank customers on the walls by shooting them each execution style, the Bustin Brothers took the money and left. They walked out into the light and saw the crowd still gathered across the street.

"That guy is still preaching," Billy said.

"Yeah?" Harry said.

THE END