You're Gonna Need a Warrant! (Masion Greeter PLS K THX)

The police had driven Little Timmy Two-Nose and his two noses back to the mansion. The boy had been caught by the police doing hood-rat things with his friends. They knocked at the door to the mansion and knocked. Timmy had heard the police insisting that they were going to raid his room to look for illicit items when they were let in. The boy had nothing to hide but knew his rights.

"I want my attorney. The Texas Law Hawk."

The officers, fine members of MRC, looked surprised. They looked even more surprised when there was the cry of a hawk and out of a fiery explosion a man in a brilliant suit came running toward them. In the near distance he could be heard yelling, "It's hot out here!"

When he stopped at the front door he said, "I'll take the kid from here!"

"We want to just have a look around his room and the mansion. A security check. Make sure evetyhing's okay." One of the MRC officers stated.

"You're gonna need a warrant for that!" The Texas Law Hawk retorted and pointed at the man, the cry of a hawk filling the air.

"Well we'll wait for someone who lives here to talk to." The officer said with a smile so slimy and dirty it made the Exxon-Valdez look like someone knocked a pot over.

"We do not consent to a search! And without exigent circumstances you'll need a warrant! This search is not tangential to an arrest!" The Texas Law Hawk held his ground. He would defend this great school until someone in charge joined him to man the trenches.