Greetings, Toontown. Forsooth, I am Julius Wheezer, esteem'd direct'r of Toontown’s finest Shakespearean theatre company. While others may parody Shakespeare’s legacy with names like “Shakesdeere,” I believeth in an authentic experience.



Yond is to sayeth, mine wage hast been very tight recently. As it turns out, hiring performers to worketh in fifteenth century conditions is very sore. To receiveth through mine own financial hardships, mine own handeth wast did force. I tooketh out a loan with the dread'd Loan Sharks.

I haven’t been able to payeth back mine own dues, and anon they hath called upon the Lawbots to collect. As in Sheakespeare’s tragedies themselves, the Back Stabbers has't mega-invad'd Toontown, and they’re out for me!

Nay, not coequal Marc Antoony, mine own trusty director, can save me. I am at the mercy of the Toon Resistance to destroy the Cogs and save mine own theatre company! I implore thee to help me!