Rip Haywire by Dan Thompson for September 14, 2012
Rip: The rogue Amish reign is over, and now I have to leave, as soon as I get some apple butter. Chancy: I'll never forget you, lucky. Rip: Thank you for caring for me, even though I totally forgot it. Um, hey, not to be rude, but could I at least have a mule to ride into the sunset on? Man: Sorry tall man, we need the mule for plowing the fields. Rip: Dang it! This would've been an awesome sunset to ride away in!