Kids, I’m not proud of this story. My phone rang in the middle of the night when I started watching Star Wars. Uncle Barney was crying for help and asked me to save him. I had an idea. But then aunt Lily was awakened by a noise.
— Why are you stuffing your bag with beef?
— Oh, it’s a long story. I’m going to Atlantic City to help Barney to get out of the closet because the cage with a tiger was opened too soon and now I can seize the chance to pay him back.
— Wow, wait! Let’s straighten it out. Did he make a tric to avoid his liabilities again?
— Exactly. He made a wager and lost, but he had less time to run away than he envisaged.
— Ted, nothing good happens after 2 AM. I am serious, don’t help him! He have to face the music and stop being harebrained.
— I know, but Lily, listen: I’m taking camera to save the moment.
— The moment of what?
— The moment of Barney being not_awesome at the sight of the wild tiger right in front of him. It’s going to be legendary!
— That’s crazy! But I’d love to see Barney Stinson making a clean breast of his sins before God. He deserves it. Maybe he will start his life with a clean slate and devote his life to charity or he will finally settle down.
— Nah, I don’t think so. This is just an adventure in the sight of Barney. Anyway, I have to run to the airport right now. Want to join me?
— Of course! Can’t wait to see how Barney will recover himself after the play.
