Get Fuzzy by Darby Conley for November 03, 2002
November 02, 2002
November 04, 2002
Transcript:
Satchel is rushing out of the kitchen with pancakes. He says: "Get the syrup, Bucky! Come on, it's your only job!" Bucky answers: "Syrup?" Satchel and Bucky enter Rob's room. Rob is lying in bed. Satchel says: "Happy Birthday! We have chocolate pancakes!" Rob sits up in bed, starts eating the pancakes, and says: "Wow, my favorite. Thanks, guys! Oop...Is this cough syrup? Where are my glasses?" Rob reaches for his glasses. Bucky replies: "Well, excuse me, your majesty. I couldn't find the magical hippie love syrup."
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In the FIRST place, It isn’t love syrup. It is BOILED TREE BLOOD. WE ARE TURNING INTO VAMPIRES! WAKE UP, AMERICA!