Pon Quibleo was born an Italian bread maker’s son. Though garlic bread aroused him dearly he had another passion. For years he had aspired to become a professional ice water salesman. He had mapped out 32 separate iced water dynamic levels. His current favorite being slush cream smush.

Batman eyed Pong Quibleo’s taco van from the northern hemisphere. His equator divider boots were strapped on and in a dark flash his Batlike descent began. Upon landing on Pon Quibleos immediate rear entrance he opened the screen door gingerly. With the smoothest, baby-butt-like fingers, he caressed the interior entrance (a 1 inch thick glass door).

The glass door flung open…

To be se-se-sequeled.