Here's a panel from a promotional comic that was given away with every kids' meal at "Extinction" E Saw's Eatery. It tells the heartwarming story of the first (and only) social worker to set foot on Rimbor. The succeeding panels show how she was immediately beaten senseless with her own hat, shoved into the garbage chamber of a rocket-barge, and shot back into space. I believe the moral of the story is, "Don't meddle." (And might I add, screw that noise! I'll meddle all I wanna meddle! I'm the goddamn Blockade Boy!)
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"Excuse me Mr. Nah, I'm here to take a survey.. what do you say ? that you wanna do what? Ok, here's my personal Omnicom number, call me when I finish my shift..."
It's a little known fact that Karl Marx liked to dress up in women's clothing when bemoaning the state of the common street urchin. Don't let the beard fool you.
Embittered-Vengeful-Social Worker-Woman would make a great addition to your rogue's gallery...
Gustavo: Ah, the origin of "slumming"!
Bill S.: Somehow, I'm not surprised.
Lurker: She wants to talk to you about your feelings... while she kicks your ass! Kind of like a villainous, sensitive Captain America.
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