Monty by Jim Meddick for May 10, 2001
May 09, 2001
May 11, 2001
Transcript:
"Tic" "Camp Doolittle. Arms are for hugging. Teeth are for smiling. Claws are for itches." "Well, doc?" "Still no agreement, but we made some progress." "Initially Coochie was demanding to rip Fleshy apart. Fleshy would only agree to climb a tree and hiss..." "Now Coochie will settle for gnawing Fleshy's tail and buttocks. Fleshy counteroffered to climb a small shrub and drool."
if only the worlds problems could be solved thusly. LOL