"...but I just discovered it had the butt-scratch 3000 attachment on it!"
[Wombat looks down at his bleeding stump.]
"Oh smeg."
[Wombat's widdle eyes turn about three times over, like a messed-up slots machine, before coming to rest. Lemon...lemon...cherry...crosses. Both his eyes turn into little X's and he keels over on the floor. Almost immediately the tell-tale sign of an ACME™ ambulance burst through the wall, running Achoo over (twice) and stops on top of Wombat. Three inept ACME™ weasel paramedics leap out of the vehicle.]
ACME™ weasel paramedic #4: "...hey, we got the call, but where's Wombat?"
ACME™ weasel paramedic #72: "Perhaps it was a drill?"
ACME™ weasel paramedic #1399: "Did someone say drill?"
[One of the ACME™ weasel paramedic pulls a DeWalt fusion-powered hammerdrill out of the back of the ambulance and begins drilling into the supports of the building with it.]
ACME™ weasel paramedic #4: "Okay, so we have exactly 11 seconds before the building comes down. That leaves us five seconds to find Wombat, throw him in the meatwagon, and another six seconds to raid the refrigerator of this establishment and leave before the roof comes down."
ACME™ weasel paramedic #1399:: "...what if we want to make queso?"
ACME™ weasel paramedic #72: "Its not really a party without queso."
ACME™ weasel paramedic #4: "You make a good point. We have to keep our priorities. Okay. Forget Wombat. Lets concentrate on raiding the refrigerator and making queso. Did you bring the chips, #1399?"
ACME™ weasel paramedic #1399: (sheepishly) "...no. I think I accidently sewed them inside the patient during emergency surgery on our last call."
ACME™ weasel paramedic #4: "Probably for the best. Those were ACME™ chips and have a tendancy to explode."
ACME™ weasel paramedic #72: "Well that explains my upset stomach and backache from my mid-morning nap earlier."
ACME™ weasel paramedic #1399: "True, but we also took out your kidneys when you were sleeping."
ACME™ weasel paramedic #72: "Hey, we all need all the practice with surgery we can get."
ACME™ weasel paramedic #4: "Right then. No chips, no queso. The new plan is now the old plan, which was the original plan. Find Wombat, raid the refrigerator, and leave before the ceiling falls in. "
[The three inept ACME™ weasel paramedics high-four each other, and proceed to scoop Wombat up with a shovel (after running him over at least twice more) and then proceed to smash through another wall, after running over BirdofPrey on their way out the door.]
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