The Incredible Mug

A few inches beneath the final layer of the dig they found a green coffee mug. At this level, they were in the age of stone. When humankind lived in small tribes, still without clothes and using simple tools of sticks and stones. The volunteer who discovered the mug brushed the surface while it was still embedded in dirt and rock. He called the lead researcher over, Bill, who instructed the team to break the stone and release the mug. Once released and cleaned, Bill took a closer look, his eyebrows raised. An illustration of the face of the Incredible Hulk looked back at him. Is this some kind of joke? The radioactive test showed it wasn’t. Apache helicopters appeared as they reviewed the results. What’s this? And a team of SEALs crept fast toward the team of diggers and covered their mouths with cloth rendering them all unconscious. The mug was immediately placed in a black leather briefcase and locked. “The ticket has been purchased” the SEAL said into his collar mic and they disappeared as quickly as they appeared.

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