The Plot Thickens: Blam Blam Johnson, He'll Shoot You With His Weaponry

Hortical Johnson or 'Blam Blam', as he is known to himself and 3 others, is a man of action who plays by his own rules while wearing a black leather jacket.

Constantly on the prowl for intricate criminal conspiracies that involve shooting, he stumbles upon a conspiracy that involves a sexy seductress that can't be trusted, millions of dollars in contraband and armed white men in black suits inexplicably devoted to their criminal overlord, Gentry Topanaaris.

But Blam Blam's highly evolved action skills may prove too much for the thugs who outnumber him 500:1. Equipped with the ability to use a motel balcony for cover, he manipulates thugs into shooting the 1/4" rail supports rather than him. Indeed, his muscular green thumb allows him to use potted plants for cover against AK47 fire. A green thumb of gunnery proportions.

Topanaaris may have bitten off more than he can bite. But gains the edge over justice with his hatred for pre-teens. Blam Blam is thrown into self-doubt when he finds himself incapable of delivering snappy one-liners in response to the cold and long-winded threats of Topanaaris who is holding a pre-school hostage.

Surviving explosions, massive car wrecks and slaughtering dozens of innocent bystanders in the ensuing carnage, our hero must survive the nasty scratch he got on his forehead. Only time will tell if the Neosporin's effect will prevent a mild infection.

Blam Blam! The onomatopoeia of Justice!