From: Philip St. George, thenorthbaybay.ca staff
After a national search which apparently involved members of the CSIS, CIA, MI5, CIRO, and the North Bay Police Department, Sean Divine, the NBPD Chief of International Relations, has named the Tim Hortons located on Cassells St. as the official lair of Dr. Doom.
“It’s obviously his hideout,” surmised Chief Divine Thursday. The Chief called for a special meeting in which he and many of his international counterparts promised to provide evidence that the restaurant was hiding the nefarious Dr. Doom.
“Look at the place. It’s a hotspot for supervillains. A lot of them try to keep it low-key by driving small, ordinary looking cars. But when there’s seven completely unremarkable Honda Civics outside one building, you just know something evil is happening.”
Readers may know Dr. Doom as the archenemy of The Fantastic Four, a group of heroes which includes one guy whose catch phrase is literally “flame on.”
“Dr. Doom is no laughing matter!” Chief Divine yelled over a small group of people who were laughing at the matter. “Dr. Victor Von Doom is a polymath, and a scientific genius, and the leader of Latveria, and he’s got a really scary mask!”
Chief Divine wiggled his fingers menacingly.
Hortons has a laser
The Cassells St. Tim Hortons has long been a hot topic for North Bay as a place where people go to get coffee and sometimes actually stay to drink it. Some have observed that a few of the Tim Hortons’ patrons look “shabby” – wearing pajama bottoms as pantaloons, carrying backpacks and skateboards, and sporting shirts that show off their shoulders, arms, or stomach – and have speculated that the fashion-challenged patrons might not live on Airport and therefore are not deserving of the finer things in North Bay, like Timmy’s tasty treats.
“No one freely buys beverages and then sits near where they bought said beverages” Divine declared. “Especially not outside, and certainly not in groups. Those aren’t North Bayites – they’re henchmen. Henchmen for DR. DOOM!”
Chief Divine wiggled his fingers menacingly but few noticed, as someone had brought in a box of mixed Timbits® and people were pretty busy trying to find the chocolate ones.
The North Bay Bay asked if Chief Divine could provide physical evidence that Dr. Doom had set up shop in North Bay, to which Chief Divine turned over the podium to Clint Maxim, an agent of the CSIS.
“I’ve got nothing” Clint said before disappearing into a smoke cloud. Clint later reappeared next to the Timbits® box, where he cursed whoever had eaten all the honey crullers and left nothing but old fashioned plains.
Chief Sean Divine retook the stage.
“I’ve heard he has a death laser,” Clint whispered into the microphone. “I’ve heard he’s got one and it’s big.”
A member of the audience, mouth suspiciously flecked with chocolate crumbs, asked if Divine had gone inside to find the deadly green hooded supervillain.
“Hell no!” screeched Divine. “Didn’t you hear me? He’s got a death laser in there! And a scary mask! And he probably shoots lightning or something. Plus, when I drove by there was three people all standing in front of the building, and I got really scared.”
“Scooter gangs, man. They’ll rip you to shreds.”