The Red Button

"Screw it," said Hindelbrandt, and pressed the red button. The gastric space emptied with semi-explosive, but not entirely unpleasant sensation. "The nitrogen is now stale" – bellowed PA system. "Damn it," spat Hindelbrandt, and pressed the red button. The door opened and fresh nitrogen came in. "Motherfucker!" shouted Hindelbrandt – "You are the same nitrogen!", and pressed the red button. Sun Tsu teleported in. "You really need to label all these red buttons," he said. "Fuck you! And, by the way you are dead." responded Hindelbrandt. "Fair point," said Sun Tsu, and vanished into thin air. Hindelbrandt pressed the red button.

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