Today's Woot Write-up
SCENE: Two men sitting in a 1976 Lincoln Continental
"Bob."
"Mmm?"
"BOB."
"Wha?"
"Wake up, man."
"I'm awake. What."
"We got one."
"...Really?"
"Yes! A bona fide laser!"
"My god. We're gonna be rich."
NARRATOR: And so, Rich and Bob used their Escort to detect a laser. The end. Great, let's cut it there. I'm going on break.
NARRATOR exits the studio. He walks off the lot and into the sunset. Then he is killed by a laser. The Escort logo appears on the sun.