The Plotnik Witness Protection Program

The Great Plotnik sent his son last week's Plotnik about Immigration. His son thought it interesting enough to send it to a friend of his who is a lawyer who works on immigration cases. The lawyer got the blog entry and decided to read down a bit into previous entries. In doing so he discovered that his friend, son of the blogger, was known on the blog by a certain Plotnik Name.

That night, the lawyer and the blogger's son went to play in their weekly basketball game. The blogger's son drove to the basket and hit a difficult layup, after which he heard this shout: "NICE SHOT GREAT PUNKYDUNKY! WAY TA GO GREAT PUNKYDUNKY! YOU'RE QUITE A FINE LITTLE GREAT PUNKYDUNKY!"

The Great Plotnik had not foreseen this possibility. He thought concealing people's real names would be enough, but NO.

The Great PunkyDunky may now have to go into the Plotnik Witness Protection Program, or stop stealing the ball from the immigration lawyer.