master dan slammed open the flimsy wooden door leading into the subterranean room that barrypothead was being held in. tim instinctively rotated to hide his gaping hole, a target he knew master dan could not r4esist, especiually with his log.\
get dressed" he barked as he tossed timmy the soiled poncho hanging on the lone hook beside the lightswithc. "time to take the log for a walk"