As lasagna fest drew nearer, Kermit knew something must be done. Each day crawled by, and Kermit lay sprawled on his bed, thoughts racing about what to do. The problem was, there was nothing that he could do, he had to respond accordingly to the move that Garfield would make. He had to wait, and be tortured by his own mind,
"What" he thought "what could I possibly do"
As the preparations for lasagna fest were being made, Garfield and his minions were in the move. Strings of lasagna bank robberies appeared across the country. Kermit knew it had to be Garfield.
There was darkness, light, and one day till lasagna fest. The moon could still be seen in the light of the morning sun, and lasagna fest had been completely set up. It was all the right ingredients for a perfect storm to hit Kermit nation, and the hurricane was brewing deep in the ocean…
Site A is all clear sir, over
Copy that, you're good to execute onto site, over
Roger that sir, over
The bomb has been planted, 40 seconds until detonation
"Now get your ass out there Sargent John, I'm not losing another man"
Copy that, over