New beginnings

Terry “The Terror” Lunderbuff was a local legend. It was said he was a cheat, a thief and an aggressor whose history as a secret agent (for the other guys) terrified his neighbors. None of that was accurate, of course.

Terry was just a big guy with a gruff expression. He’d actually been a high school wrestler, a failed semi-pro bodybuilder, and—before the inheritance—a bouncer at a gentlemen’s club called Sweet Emotion. When his aunt Velma died, though, he’d been left a windfall, allowing him

to finally pursue his dream: breeding and trading exotic animals. To do it though, would require a trusted partner and Terry couldn’t think of anyone more up to the challenge than his old sparring partner, Biff the Snake Wrangler Spengler.

“Biffy Boy, I have a proposition for you!” Terry practically shouted into the phone, he was so excited. But he wasn’t listening to his old friend at all. Biff tried to explain that he was barred from animal related work in 37 states.

The chicken escape with that intolerably stern farmer's wife, the bizarre occasion where the orange fish near the fluffy trees sang, Biffy had no shortages of animal fiascoes that he was involved in. Terry ignored him and continued to talk. "We can start up an animal circus!

Biffy’s eyes filled with tears. He had always, always dreamt of abandoning the world and becoming a circus nomad. “I love this idea,” he said. “How soon can we be ready??” Terry smiled and took his hand, sensing that this meant a lot. “As soon as you like,” he said.