Time to dust off this guy.

[hothead_turtle]

[Raph leans up against a convenient wall, crossing his arms over his plastron.]

Nice ta see you haven't forgotten about me. What happened to all that 'stickin' around' stuff? One day I'm here talkin' to Mikey, then next thing I know I'm cooped back up inside your thick skull for the next five years.

You finally gonna look for some place to put me? Ain't that a little late at this point?