Que Passa!!!!



Meanwhile, Batty had compleatly lost track of where he was while trying to get back to the story to join the epolouge. Now this may not have been anything out of the ordinary, except he hadn't been drinking.

"Aw, man. I'm probably going to be late again..." He said. To make sure, he pulled out a large grandfather clock out of his backpack. The clock didn't appear to be running due to the large Grandfather lodged in its mechanism. Forgeting about the time, he notice a long lean hairless-ape type human chopping logs.

"Um, Excuse me sire, what is the time?"

"The time my son? It is time for every American to stop and ponder. Sit down on this log son."

Batty did, wondering what was going to happen next.

"I'm only a rail splitter, myself. My name is Lincon... ABE Lincon."

"Hey... Wait a second..." Batty said confused.