Gunther waited impatiently in his war room, feverishly thinking of how he was going to deal with this while Thunderchicken thing. He wasn't really all that sure on why he had to be so worried. As far as he could gather, the whole bloody mess was nothing more than an idea, a thought. Hell, Gunther had a thought in Episode II and it wasn't so bad. In fact, it was a pretty good thing. Perhaps it was time to have another thought. Gunther closed his eyes and let his mind wander. His mind tended to do that without permission from Gunther, but the Drunken Diety figured that if he tried to let his mind wander, then all sorts of doors could open up. As it turned out, many a door did indeed open for the imagination of the the intoxicated simian, however, while the doors were open, his mind chose to stay where it was, happily playing a game of jacks using some rusty nails and an old yak bladder.

A short time passed and Gunther decided that it may not be so wise to let his mind wander, he didn't have the pager attached anymore and if his mind was busy when he tried to get in touch again, well there would jsut be a grand old mess, wouldn't there. Gunther turned to Shawnyboy and informed him that there was to be an assembly of the entire monkey compound in one hour, there were preparations to be made and not much time to make them with.

Gunther then passed by his comrade in arms and placed a hand on the door of the war room. As he tried to open the handle, he noticed that it was taking far more effort than he was ready and willing to expend. He sighed and pushed a little harder on the stubborn handle, again to no avail. The monkey was very distraught by this point, his temper flaring as he tried to force the blasted handle down and open the barracade that stood between him and more beer. As he began to realize that he could very well be stuck, he noticed a bit of yelling in the backround. He turned around, and was greeted with the sight of Shawnyboy picking up the intercom and shaking it wildly, screaming at it in horribly high pitched voices that would have broken all the beer mugs in the room, had they not been broken in the previous episode.

"NO, you moron, for the third time, I don't want a Big Mac, I want you to make an announcement over the PA System!!!" Shawnyboy was very upset by this point. He never really liked twitchy, and the monkey was just being annoying by this point. Shawnyboy heard a quick giggle on the other end of the line before it went dead and the larger intercom box hanging on the wall came to life. After a brief moment of static, the voice of Twitchy came booming into the room and across the compound. "Attention everyone, Attention. Our trusted leader's aide, Lord Shawnyboy of the muskrats has an announcement that he would like to make." There was a moment of silence before the recorded vioce of the religous rodent echoed throughout the halls of the monkey minions. Lound and booming the voice spoke, and in all its wisdom, the voice said, "No you moron, for the third time, I don't want a Big Mac!!"

Shawnyboy turned to Gunther and opened his mouth to say something, but the sight that he faced was one that was too frighteneng to respond to. The hinges of the door to the room had an odd coating all over them, and the Monkey God was standing with his uniform in a state of disorder. Gunther zipped up his pants and turned to face Shawnyboy before opening the door and stating, "There is no problem so large that it cannot be solved with the proper application of monkey spunk."