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(loosely related introductory picture) |
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(our hero: Sass) |
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"Oh, hey big boy." |
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(a picture of pie) |
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You're just a big hairy boy. |
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You looking for some fun with a glass of fresh-squeezed? Huh, boy? |
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um....uh...what's a boy? |
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Oooo, and you're dumb too. That's how I like 'em. |
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please go away. |
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Do you like letters, stud? |
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what? |
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I want you to cover me with letters. And I want the first letter to be... |
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EYTCH! |
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you mean, 'H'? |
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oh! Oh my! Yes. Put it on me! Hurry! |
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eeggghhhh.... |
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mmmm..yes. That's a mighty fine "H". |
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Ha-haha, hahaha! You know what word starts with 'H'? Do you? |
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Huckleberry |
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hehehe...yes...huckle--huckle |
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AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!! |
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My face! The H has ruined my face! |
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My innards are spilling into the soil! Citrus! AHHH!! Help me! Please! Everything burns! |
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do...do you want...the letter 'G'? |
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NO I DON'T WANT THE LETTER 'G'! WHAT'S WRONG WITH YOU! AHHH! MY LUNGS! MY LUNGS ARE SWELLING! |
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Pie time! |
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I'm...I'm uh.... |
This is your fault, Mary.
1 comment:
YES.
Thank you.
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