32. The Thing That Could Be Worse ThanGoing to Jail for the Rest of Their Lives

CHAPTER 32 THE THING THAT COULD BE WORSE THAN GOING TO JAIL FOR THE REST OF THEIR LIVES Suddenly, out of nowhere, a ball of blue lightning appeared, growing bigger and bigger, until it exploded in a blinding flash. And there, standing where the ball of lightning had been, was a smoking pair of giant robotic pants. "This can't be good," said George.

A small opening at the front of the Robo- Pants began to unzip. And out of that opening peeked a fearsomely familiar face. "Hey! It's Professor Poopypants!" shouted Harold. The cops started to laugh. "Stop LAUGHING!" shouted the little man peeking out of the giant zipper. "My name is no longer Professor Poopypants. I changed it to Tippy Tinkletrousers!" The cops laughed even harder.

"And I've got a special surprise for anybody who thinks my NEW name is funny!" said the furious professor. Immediately, the metallic pants opened up at the top, and a giant laser shooter rose from its robotic depths.

A brilliant burst of energy zapped the laughing cops, and suddenly they were both transformed into frozen statues. "My Freezy-Beam 4000 will take care of anybody who stands in my way!" said Tippy. "And now," he said with a wicked smile, "it's time for my revenge!"

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"OH, NO!" screamed Harold. "HERE WE GO AGAIN!" screamed George.