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(insert witty name here) is a episode of Friturtoons.

Plot
It was nWo Day on the Amtrak railway. Hollywood Bertie was working harder than ever before trying to steal the railway's passengers. He had even -shudder- lowered his prices.

All the engines were busy too. Now that Rosie was at the Fat Controller's steam locomotive reconstruction clinic being rebuilt they had to do some actual work to cover her trains. Nelson Mandela Memorial Station was packed. No sooner had one train started than another was filled with people waiting to get as far away from Friturtitown as possible.

Boston & Maine 3666 was waiting for his next journey. Near them stood a big bendy bus, but he didn't look grumpy like Hollywood Bertie. In fact he seemed positively euphoric. The bendy bus beamed as he gazed at the unhappy passengers.

"Lovely stuff!" he chirruped. "I'd have brought my kazoo if I'd known. I'd have had a good old-fashioned sing-song or something in six different colors!"

"I'm glad you didn't," said 3666. "You'd have spoiled my ears."

"Poo! Complaining's all you engines live for, taking no notice of all the lovely things in the world! One of these days," he went on romantically, "railways will rip up their hatred and prejudices. Cars and coaches will all be your bestest friends ever!"

3666, having lived on the Amtrak railway for a long time now, felt shocked at such an idea. "We know this idiot called Hollywood Bertie and he's a bus, plus he used to be Bertie, but he hates the railway. Sometimes he's forced to work with us, but he'd always want to see it ripped up!"

"Piffle!" laughed the bendy bus. "I know Hollywood Bertie. He's too big a grumpy-guts to see the little joys in life!"

3666 tried to take no notice as the bendy bus trundled happily away.

"Rail and road!" he cheered, "Rail and road in perfect harmony!"

"That bus is mental," he thought as he trundled away.

REST TBA!